The Poor And The Prevalent-Emery
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TXT The Poor And The Prevalent-Emery 文本歌词
I've got to put a stop to all this
To all this being separated and then cut off
I've got to put a stop to all this
I've got to put a stop to all this
To all this being separated and then cut off
I've got to put a stop to all this
We could float over the world and decide for ourselves
If we will ever return
If only our dreams were fires to ignite
Then we would could let the whole world
You said this was over
When you suffocate the truth and trade for nothing
The kisses and the distances are clinging to my weaknesses
Somebody help me here
Because I can't steer the wrong words away a killer to my worries
And then caught me without my defense
There's a death inside and it's yours and mine
So count up your identities invented for the frequencies of need
Does it depend on circumstance or excuse
My inheritance of the abuse
The importance of new
My choice of the two
The truth is that I choose you
You said this was over
When you suffocate the truth and trade for nothing
The kisses and the distances are clinging to my weaknesses
Somebody help me here
Because I can't steer the wrong words away
A killer to my worries and then caught me without my defense
There's a death inside and it's yours and mine
So count up your identities invented for the frequencies of need
I've got to put a stop to all this
To all this being separated and then cut off
I've got to put a stop to all this
To all this being separated and then cut off
(Cut off cut off)
I'm crushed broken begging for this
Outside of you but this severance
Torn from my hands with my consent
Torn from my hands with my consent
You said this was over
When you suffocate the truth and trade for nothing
The kisses and the distances are clinging to my weaknesses
Somebody help me here
Because I can't steer the wrong words away
A killer to my worries and then caught me without my defense
There's a death inside and it's yours and mine
So count up your identities invented for the frequencies of need
