Francesqa - Crooked Little Sun | Текст песни

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• Crooked Little Sun

You belong in a house,
That was built to be burned
If heaven isn't tied to the Earth,
We can just feed your remains to the birds

I wanna visit a castle in your head,
Built over thousands of years
I wanna sit in my throne where I know I belong,
And I'll drown my deciples in tears

I've never been so scared,
Of what I was becoming
I took a chance I made my way home

And I'll be happy here is all she wrote
Hold your head high,
You can make do with your eyes
I won't be told,
I won't keep my conscience clean
Hold your head high
What kind of waste is shadows in her eye? (?)

Swing your words around the fence,
Follow me into the den,
Where lions will bite off your hands

Sally and me were set on two chance,
Moving our lies all over our land that we shared
It all came at a price,
It's sinful, it twisted our minds

And I took a chance,
I made my way back

And I'll be happy here is all she wrote
Hold your head high,
You can make do with your eyes
I won't be told,
I won't keep my conscience clean
Hold your head high
What kind of waste is shadows in her eye?

Hear me, hold me, always,
And I will have the room to be free
Hold me, hold me, always
And I will have the room to be free

And I'll be happy here is all she wrote
Hold your head high,
You can make do with your eyes
I won't be told,
I won't keep my conscience clean
Hold your head high
What kind of waste is shadows in her eye?


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