Old Love - SDSS J0907 | Текст песни

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He couldn't use his hands for the burial. Taping up this festering place. Sleeping next to dirt he knew he'd replace . Forget. Breathe. And then repeat. He didn't speak of it much but he was shamed by this blood, and when he saw the chance to forget his past it was just a matter of swallow the razor before life catches you.

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