Killed By Killers Who Kill Each Other Planes Mistaken For Stars (0 votos)
Oh, I've known lonely. A faker in a room of phonies
Sharp dressed pigs, jet black behind the eyes
They wet down my wings, I can't stay dry
Oh, I've known lonely. A faker in a room of phonies
Sharp dressed pigs, jet black behind the eyes
They wet down my wings, I can't stay dry
Lay it on me thick, let us both admit that (in this place) innocence, it don't exist
Help me follow fast this last shallow and pray, my pretty, your heart to keep kept away from the pigs we've kept at bay
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