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See Through Dresses
See Through Dresses
Performer
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Mathew Carroll
Mathew Carroll
Composer

Letra

Nostradamus, tell me Write her name in verse Will she return this year To hold my hand, return me to my curse Near the dead end sea Where the gulls will pick me clean I can hear her sickly voice I give my flesh to eat Near the killing fields, I lay me down to sleep My body sick, my mind decayed No one to hate but me Come and find me, before I drown Let it pull you in, let it drag you out So dead in love, so tired of waiting Take me away with you Get lost in living So dead in love, so tired of wasting time I wish I could I wish I could I wish I could But I"m always stuck behind the glass You were right Why should I care Everyone I know is everyone I owe If you come inside, we can talk all night You could sing to me I'll hold you as we sleep
Writer(s): Mnikelo Adriaan Tshoma Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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