Текст песни: All These Things + перевод

My mom recovered — alcoholic

Gave me opera and Jackson Pollock

Said all these things, all these things are yours

She said you’re not blessed, and you’re not cursed

In the end, you write your verse

Yeah all these things, all these things are yours

Let that feeling born in shadow

Let it make you, make you strong

And the demons you’ve got to carry

Carry you on, and on, and on

John Coltrane’s addict ways

Took us all to better days

Said all these things, all these things are yours

Am I right? Am I wrong?

In the end just write your song

Cause all these things, all these things are yours

Let that feeling born in shadow

Let it make you, make you strong

And the demons you’ve got to carry

Carry you on, and on, and on

Cause all these things, all these things are yours

All these things, all these things are yours

All these things, all these things are yours

What happened to you man

I’ve been there too

Cause all these things, all these things are yours

Let that feeling born in shadow

Let it make you, make you strong

And the demons you’ve got to carry

Carry you on, and on, and on

Let that feeling that you carry

Nah Nah

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