歌词

Make nice We wind sides in white Picture it A short life won't fade out this fight When I give it away Tuned cries Float and combine Like symphonies A short life won't fade out this fight 'Cause you and I get our rest On top of a machine On top of wounded wood And everything we've seen
Writer(s): Mike Fiore Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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