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The Wytches
The Wytches
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МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Kristian Bell
Kristian Bell
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Kristian Bell
Kristian Bell
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Luke Oldfield
Luke Oldfield
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Liam Watson
Liam Watson
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I catch my breath finally She keeps me calm and suddenly, A relapse on old tricks tryina make a new In his car she finally Tampers with her sexuality Scratching at each other's minds till their in the nude As for me, my loyalty Is only sold illegally To the pantomime crying clown Cry for me whilst upside down Salivating, bloody mouth Or passionately bloody mouth And graveyard girls swinging a bag like a pendulum For the static rustling Plug me in, the record spins And treat me like i wasn't someone that you knew Annabelle she reads my dreams Surrounding me in casualties, But i don't get mad cause i know it's what you do Over-priced phonologies Brittle man he dress like me Like the pantomime crying clown Cry for me whilst upside down Salivating, bloody mouth Or passionately bloody mouth And graveyard girls swinging a bag like a pendulum She creates it For her own Her perfect body She is perfect Lonely And graveyard girls swinging a bag like a pendulum She creates it For her own Her perfect body She is perfect Lonely Like the pantomime
Writer(s): Gianna Antonio Honey, Daniel Charles Revel Rumsey, Kristian Lewis Bell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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