Sohns - A Place Called Worship | Текст песни

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bones droppin', like a soul stoppin',
skippin like a stone down the river.

you can tie these hands into rope burned knots,
you can take these ties
and fold them over and over and over..
we've hit a nerve this time,
when we admit that we love to lie.
we beautify,
and try to make it worth it.
unless, you catch it white, and ride in it's wake
we've hit a nerve this time.
bones droppin, like a soul stoppin, skippin like a stone..
down the river.

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