4.02(Gossip Girl) - The Broken Remotes - Terror of the Countryside | Текст песни

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• 4.02(Gossip Girl) - The Broken Remotes
• Terror of the Countryside

The terror of the countryside gone searchin' for a grave
Waitin' for the darkness to swallow whole a sin
Drags a thumb across the moon
Now a thousand shades of red

Close my eyes and lay me on the ground
I'm goin' where no one's followin'
Hold my arms and let me slowly down
'Cause my body's done believing
my body's done believing

I dreamt of ancient armies and boots gone marchin' past
Awoken by the tremor
Of hail beatin' on the grass
hail beatin' on the grass

Close my eyes and lay me on the ground
I'm goin' where no one's followin'
Hold my arms and let me slowly down
'Cause my body's done believing
my body's done believing

Hurry now and get my father's gun
This ain't no lesson to teach a son
Hurry now and get my father's gun
This ain't no lesson and my

body's done believing
my body's done believing
my body's done believing
my body's done believing

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