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Babybird - Текст песни Fatherhood
There's glass melting around my head, like skin that's rippled but clear. 
 I can breathe but walking's dead hard. 
 Dark clouds are beginning to steer me towards fatherhood, me towards fatherhood. 
 I hope my son will not scream if he wants ice cream. 
 I hope all little girls will be safe when he starts to dream about fatherhood, about fatherhood. 
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 I don't want him when I've given up. 
 I want to drink from the same glass. 
 I hope you won't catch anything or regard me as something from his past, from his past, from his past, from his glorious past. 
Fatherhood, fatherhood.













