Rome - Stillwell (feat. Joakim Thåström) | Текст песни

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• Stillwell (feat. Joakim Thåström)

Would you ever meet beyond these
words of deceit? Would I be entangled
over there in your golden hair?
As the renegade priest is entangled in
muffled prayer. We’d run through blazing
summers.

O, I never quite liked the way you cried
out for more. For you were not hesitant.
And yet you were not sure. I’ll serve my
time at your stillwell. I’ll serve my time.
At your stillwell.

And I smile and murder while I smile.
But you’d be safe with me, Sarah.
Many were your gifts to me. But this
loneliness I love the most. You’re the
stranger in my house everyone mistook
for a ghost. And you put me in my place.
With your master race.

Jag stannar min tid, vid din kalla.
Jag stannar min tid, vid din kalla.

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