歌词
Your number fakes coming along without you
Knowing a shift took place
Your father hooks a wing about you
If you flail this broken sword around you'll
Cut nothing up
Again we'll face these things when they're dead issues
[02:12.99]Moments take each others place
[02:23.21]Born and forgotten the same way
Hey
I'll pay you to cut me out
A blower of hot flesh is a baby
That's the first white stuff I sucked
To feed this open fire with a windy day
Never knowing who you really are
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