The Caulfield Cult - Great Scott | Текст песни

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• The Caulfield Cult
• Great Scott

9pm, the cold has gotten to my feet. letters wrote but never sent.
the only mistake i made was caring, i should have long let go and left.
hours spent inside my head, remembering all that i've read.
slowly biting at my veins and then my blood turns cold again.

knowing that we're still broken,
i can't sleep tonight, i just can't sleep tonight.