GUS BELLFLOWER - WORDS | Текст песни

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The hours flash, I don't think I've ever spent this long staring at patterns on the floor
It's fifteen past, the doctor walks in to remove the IV dripping through her pores
A fingertip beneath my chin beckons me skyward
When we lock eyes, I know it's time to say goodbye, to console her

But instead I choke
Cause right now words
They feel so low
And there's no urge
To bear my soul
To speak of hope
What little's left
You'll take it all
When you go