O' Brother - The Great Release | Текст песни

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• O' Brother
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A slip of tongue, these words fall like an avalanche
And I wont be ignored
My lungs expire, the waters getting deeper
And I cant hold in my breath
So hear me now, this distance is quite simply
Too much to take in at once
My lungs expire the waters getting deeper
And I can't hold in my breath

With malice on your breath
Your trembling hands speak of severed ties
In language that not even God could divide
So lay your weary burdened head upon my side
Sleep will bring you close to God,
It will bring you close

Swallow them down it burns like fire
Your words are the devils machine
Keep your breath your leaking lies

Wait now on approaching sleep
The death of day, the great release
Where words cannot breed like disease
From lepers' rotting hands and feet

Swallow them down it burns like fire
Your words are the devils machine
Keep your breath you're leaking lies
Like the cracks in the teeth of the beast

Swallow them down it burns like fire
Your words are the devils machine
So watch closer now as I slip and I swallow my tongue

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