Never Tell A Soul Testo
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Testo Never Tell A Soul
Don't waste your light on me
It'll be dead
Process has made a gape
Devoided
And amputate the legs off all the non-believers
We'll forgive your past if you can play along
Omission of the dream
What's worse we'll never walk away
(just let me know when it happens)
We pushed over the seams I'll never tell a soul
We threw our crutches of weight into the ambry
Where we wait for the others to wake
We shuffle out of the bedroom and
Into the gavel with a cross at the end of it
We don't pray cause we don't give a shit
We won't beg no we won't pray
The moderate way we made
Our trade the defining call
I've lost my world
Saddened the gold box can't be locked
I siphon from you in ways I'm not
Did you take it on alone
It's the opposite feel
We all forget pieces of rosary beads
Did you give yourself away? As much as I need petrified pieces
Of rectory sheets
Holding me afloat
We pushed our mountains of weight into the ambry
Where we wait for the others to wake
We shuffle out of the bedroom and
Into the gavel with a cross at the end of it
My god who's left to grow
Inside the pressure stare
My love who's left to go inside the passage way
It'll be dead
Process has made a gape
Devoided
And amputate the legs off all the non-believers
We'll forgive your past if you can play along
Omission of the dream
What's worse we'll never walk away
(just let me know when it happens)
We pushed over the seams I'll never tell a soul
We threw our crutches of weight into the ambry
Where we wait for the others to wake
We shuffle out of the bedroom and
Into the gavel with a cross at the end of it
We don't pray cause we don't give a shit
We won't beg no we won't pray
The moderate way we made
Our trade the defining call
I've lost my world
Saddened the gold box can't be locked
I siphon from you in ways I'm not
Did you take it on alone
It's the opposite feel
We all forget pieces of rosary beads
Did you give yourself away? As much as I need petrified pieces
Of rectory sheets
Holding me afloat
We pushed our mountains of weight into the ambry
Where we wait for the others to wake
We shuffle out of the bedroom and
Into the gavel with a cross at the end of it
My god who's left to grow
Inside the pressure stare
My love who's left to go inside the passage way
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