the pine - Shovelglove | Текст песни

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my gloves are pointless. can't have these lingering thoughts. i shouldn't have to dig for you. with every scoop you throw it back at me. i shouldn't have to dig for you. you say, you say. my hands are tired, my will is cracked in two. silence is my enemy.

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