Текст, перевод и аккорды “Curl”
- Now your futures got me told Stopped breathing on my own I curl to break consent To print the facts in stone Suppose for seconds you forget your past Neglect to turn in think straight stand out last And I curl now to help me find you out Were keeping down and sleeping sound Now your newspeaks aging thin A pale and hanging faith A devil sick on sin Will curl against its place Itch to scratch To strike my past from all its owed Its sold
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