Subaudition - Sinne | Текст песни

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It wasn't white light that I saw
But a swaying air of cold
Had I seen you I would've forgiven
For not breathing new life into me

Hanging in such
A fragile branch
She'll sit there
For hours at a time
Hanging in such
A fragile branch
The cord will be down
In no time

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