With a warmth inside, I walk into the dark歌词
Crimson snowflakes flutter like stolen rose petals.
The bald bulbs arch with a hunchback sound,
when they freeze brown will anyone notice them under cover?
Tomorrow iron melts at high tide noon, the waves of heat break sweat uncomfortably.
Will the grass grow more thirsty with the days heat?
The bald bulbs arch with a hunchback sound,
when they freeze brown will anyone notice them under cover?
Tomorrow iron melts at high tide noon, the waves of heat break sweat uncomfortably.
Will the grass grow more thirsty with the days heat?
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