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  • Текст песни Local Natives - Gulf Shores

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    Here's your gold rush, your triple cherries
    Here's the moment you've waited for

    Oh, I know it changing
    The roots have split the pavement
    The saints of teenage wildlife
    Don't leave, it's dying on the vine

    I remember California
    Watching smoke come through the floor

    Oh, I know it changing
    The roots have split the pavement
    And we are coursing through to fight
    Evade a fight I like to fight

    The saints
    (We ride along the main drive)
    Of teenage wildlife
    (We turned away to look back)
    Don't leave
    (We're crossing in the evening)
    It's dying on the vine
    (You wonder if you missed out)
    And we
    (We're turning all the stones)
    Are coursing through to fight
    (All our mangled history staring back)
    Evade
    (I breathe out when you breathe in)
    A fight I like to fight
    (I breathe in when you all breathe out)

    How could I know that you'd waste all this?
    How could I know that you'd waste it all?
    How could I know that you'd waste all this?
    How could I know that you'd waste it all?

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