Handful of Snowdrops - Wreckage | Текст песни

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Where there is life there is no hope
But one blank, tear stained, beaten face
Feels like your heart creeps up your throat
When your bitten tongue no longer tastes

I don't how many kicks and punches
But it's a carnage
I'm not sure how many lines or pages
If there's a message
No, I dont' know how many strides and pushes,
threats or courage
I'm not even sure if one could assess the damage
Or find the wreckage

Today's goat, good father knows.
His fists clenched, spitting in my face

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