Текст (слова) песни: Luddite Clone - Oratory Of A Jigsaw
When the teeth can hold back the gears when the stitches are all that hold the scars together and the lakes dry up like deserts is that when I will have my way when there is nothing left to savour I am sure that`s how we`ll be petty to the last drop broken to the last breath damned till I fold into quarters
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