letra de floréal - the civil war in france
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i never thought much on how i felt each day passed the same as the last, an amorphous blur playing out in front of me
my eyes were ripped out and placed, facing south toward nothing
but things are different now
i can see where i should be; i can look north and i can see myself
the wind howls outside, bringing new starts so coldly, full of glee
birds speak, flying north, fleeing the south
a cold day idles, unbeknownst the coming reckoning of death
letras aleatórias
- letra de tonight's the night we die - bill & phil
- letra de eimai esi - pek
- letra de havemos de lá chegar - joão pedro pais
- letra de crazy as fuck - yung homie
- letra de #idon'tknowwhattocallthis - lonelyfox
- letra de skybullz factory meets: mattak & funky nano - poche spanne
- letra de gdzie byłaś - nawrot nwt
- letra de belligerency/duke - monde yeux
- letra de stay - wayman tisdale
- letra de ponte las pilas - américa sierra