Black Veil Brides - We Stitch These Wounds - 7. The Mortician's Daughter | Текст песни

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• Black Veil Brides - We Stitch These Wounds
• 7. The Mortician's Daughter

I open my lungs dear,
I sing this song at funerals, no rush
These lyrics heard a thousand times, just plush
A baby boy you've held so tightly, this pain it visits almost nightly
Missing hotel beds I feel your touch

I will await dear,
A patient of eternity, my crush
A universal still, No rust
No dust will ever grow on this frame,
One million years I will say your name
I love you more than I can ever scream

Booked our flight those years ago,
I said I love you as I left you
'Grets still haunt my hollow head,
I promised you I will see you again

Again

I sit here and smile dear,
I smile because I think of you, I blush
These bleeding hollow dials, this fuss
Fuss is made of miles and travels when roadways are but stones and gravel
A bleeding heart can conquer every crutch

Booked our flight those years ago,
You said you loved me as you left me
'Grets still haunt your saddened head but I promised you I will see you
Booked our flight those years ago,
I said I loved you and I left you
'Grets no longer in my head,
But I promised you and now I'm home again, again, again, again, again, again

I'm home again

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