letra de the brokedown palace of my head - brown bird
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gas gauge is in the orange
and my mouth is dry
these clothes are torn
so softly, place all your fingers
on the brokedown palace
of my head
each contusion is a battle
i remember well for awhile
but i know, at least i think
that it all works out
with kinder infiltration
or a hard-earned retreat
hallowed be this h-llish place
where by and by we will come
when no one sees there’s no disgrace
we sometimes prefеr the shadows to the sun
hallowed bе this h-llish place
where by and by we will come
when no one sees there’s no disgrace
we sometimes prefer the shadows to the sun
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