Dikembe - Gets Harder | Текст песни

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I was inches away from crawling out
I burnt the bed when I was all alone
Then I built this house and now there is no one home
It began with our hands stuck inside of our heads
Then a wolf slept in both of our beds
You were living with insects
I was king in a pig pen
I never said anything that I didn't mean
These constant condolences
That kept us alive when we were just kids
Little dove you can show me what you're made of
You can say what you're afraid of
You can sleep in until your skin stinks
In your defense I was senseless
Then again maybe I'm a mess
Leave us alone little dove
Leave me alone little dove

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