Civil War Rust - Rogues Couch | Текст песни

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• Civil War Rust
• Rogues Couch

Goodbye comfort and security
Hello cold nights and anxiety

I'll be sleeping on couches
and drinking myself to sleep
Counting down the days
until I'm warm beneath the sheets

There's nothing left in this old oak tree
but a blackened hole where my heart use to be

We wanted revolution
All I got was another shitty shirt