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letra de the brothel - agnes stock

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[verse 1]
purple pavements
crooked fingers knocking on windows without souls
bodies are swinging from rooftops and poles
howling through hollows
restless nights and one-night cheap hotels
am i only drifting to always come back?

[verse 2]
and i search for something
for whatever, i don’t really care
driving with their lights off – they can be anywhere
[chorus]
you cover your eyes
you cover your mouth
you cover your ears
still, you follow my trail
i’ll do it all, i’ll do whatever you say
god has left me anyway

[outro]
there are echoes in the garden is anybody listening
there are echoes lost in the garden is anybody listening
they whisper:
“the ones who are only living are the ones who are only dying”

- agnes stock

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