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Senses Fail
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Lungs Like Gallows
作词:Michael Glita, James Buddy Nielsen, Heath Saraceno, Dan Trapp, Garrett Zablocki
I give blood to prove to myself That I can matter to somebody else Is what makes a man the dirt on his hands? Don't put your faith in the desert sand
The wind is always blowing There are gallows deep inside my lungs That's where I hung ambition
Is it luck that's knocking right on my back door? Because I've been breaking mirrors since 1984 I walk under ladders, I spill salt on sores And I open my umbrella even when I am indoors Give me seven more
I give blood not for the cause But to slowly give up the person I was Holding my breath won't help Everything went to hell
So now I steal back pennies from the well Because my wishes failed I am screaming at my own shadow 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 To stop living like a ghost
Is it luck that's knocking right on my back door? Because I've been breaking mirrors since 1984 I walk under ladders, I spill salt on sores And I open my umbrella even when I am indoors Give me seven more
I don't need her, I'm not that desperate Come visit me in twenty years and maybe then 'Cause I'm not done screaming yet You can call off the intervention 'Cause I don't need your attention
Is it luck that's knocking right on my back door? Because I've been breaking mirrors since 1984 I walk under ladders, I spill salt on sores And I open my umbrella even when I am indoors Give me seven more
I don't need her, I'm not that desperate I don't need her, I'm not that desperate
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