Green Grass - shelter | Текст песни

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• Green Grass
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An omen, an infant
The snare you call your sibling
Ruptures my shelter
Breaks the glass of my haven

I drive my fingers down my throat
and I dump my misery
Soon you’ll be broken
But I’ll still hold the same injury

I shove my fingers down my throat
and I dump my misery

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