Текст Hudson Taylor – Drop Of Smoke

Get me out of this room now, get me out of this world
A drop of smoke is too much now, a plume of rain is a curse
I’d never move to the city, I’d never move to the past
I’d never call something pretty, cause looks they don’t always last

I’d kill to get away, I’d die to make my own way
I’d lose to celebrate, I’d win to see the good days
I’ll never stop the fighting, so bring me to your worst
I’ll never stop believing, that I could rule the world
One day

Whoever knocks on my window, whoever’s ruining my hope
I wouldn’t laugh in achievement, like what I dream is a joke

And I’d kill to get away, I’d die to make my own way
I’d lose to celebrate, I’d win to see the good days
I’ll never stop the fighting, so bring me to your worst
I’ll never stop believing, that I could rule the world
One day, one day

Gone, gone you’re going gone
Down, down you’re going down
Gone, gone you’re going gone away

Gone, gone you’re going gone
Down, down you’re going down
Gone, gone you’re going gone away

Gone, gone you’re going gone
Down, down you’re going down
Gone, gone you’re going gone away

Gone, gone you’re going gone
Down, down you’re going down
Gone, gone you’re going gone away

I’ll never stop the fighting, so bring me to your worst
I’ll never stop believing, that I could rule the world