Текст (слова) песни: Maudlin Of The Well - Geography
Listening reveals his wounds Voiceless, he kneels to you Like a glinting dagger, one quick look And he spills you Sheets surrender you And I expect trauma
Breath is real, anger`s real Sleep on your birthday and cry Cry, my baby Let me wash you I have no ears for my lady...
Listen to me You`re called a silhouette You`re playful with a sin But you see me
Speak, or stop, or kiss me Your art is like your grin It delivers me
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