Lyrics

This frost you stand in It draws on wobbled legs This sway is stabled I gnaw through your gate You sort what i bend You jar me for relief This canter is guided This room i pace You hurry wonder And fasten it in You idle my forfeit My dire you mend The uproar is cautious The error absent This order is frantic For the marvel you'll send
Writer(s): Shannon Wright Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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