Песня «Castle of Glass (Instrumental)»
исполнителя Linkin Park.
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Текст песни:

[V1]
Take me down to the river bend/Take me down where the fighting ends
Wash the poison from off my skin/Show me how to be whole again
Fly me up on a silver wing/Pass the black where the Simons sing
Warm me up in a nova’s glow/And drop me down to the dream below

[Chorus]
‘Cause I’m only a crack/In this castle of glass
Hardly anything left/For you to see
For you to see…

[V2]
Bring me home in a blinding dream/Through the secrets that I have seen
Wash the sorrow from off my skin/And show me how to be whole again

[Chorus]
‘Cause I’m only a crack/In this castle of glass
Hardly anything left/For you to see
For you to see…

[Bridge]
‘Cause I’m only a crack/In this castle of glass
Hardly anything else/I need to be…

[Chorus]
‘Cause I’m only a crack/In this castle of glass
Hardly anything left/For you to see
For you to see…

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