letra de shot through the fog - piano magic
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breaking winter up by shooting numbers from the clock
the cat sleeps on the atlas in alsace lorraine, dreaming long gr-ss and birds on the wire
i have memories no deeper than this gl-ss and some besides that stretch history twice
in a super 8 film colour haze, a scratched nostalgia that runs through my cogs – shot through the fog; time taking care of whatever i cared about
so you are lost somewhere in here – your body, a raft, spinning towards the falls
your death claimed me too – there were two throats in the noose but mine now swallows whiskey, mine is not now bruised
the black mouth of this month, bruised lips, black ice, forms a sickly smile across london’s sky
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- letra de nuisance - between thorns
- letra de ад (hell) - nikitsunami
- letra de discarded v3 - sevveryrare
- letra de boy's night out - heaven
- letra de champion - king flexx
- letra de сотри (delete) - junkie jungle
- letra de ptsd - chester suanda
- letra de be yourself! - v6
- letra de front seat - jorke