Mudlark Testo
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Testo Mudlark
Reach inside your sea of minds.
Give it time to unravel itself
and go to hell where you find yourself.
Produce thought in a world of nots.
Leave it to us to explore the earth
and find you jewel in this world of hate.
You spent all night laughing.
You spent all night languishing.
The record brings out skeletons.
Ask them what happened to the flesh of a war zone. Boarded off from public.
There's half his body left there.
Up at me his eyes still stare.
Guess who swore, swore they wouldn't... steal the love of a virgin?
It's distant, but deafening.
Pick apart the rose on this grave.
I would die to be there in your... in your place.
Despite living in hell, we found something to love.
Come back sweetie; spill what you've got all along.
Guess who swore, swore they would?
Steal the love. Misunderstood.
Look inside. Run and hide.
We can't build what we are.
Guess who swore, swore they wouldn't... steal the love of a virgin?
It's distant, but deafening.
Pick apart the rose on this grave.
I would die to be there in your... in your place
Give it time to unravel itself
and go to hell where you find yourself.
Produce thought in a world of nots.
Leave it to us to explore the earth
and find you jewel in this world of hate.
You spent all night laughing.
You spent all night languishing.
The record brings out skeletons.
Ask them what happened to the flesh of a war zone. Boarded off from public.
There's half his body left there.
Up at me his eyes still stare.
Guess who swore, swore they wouldn't... steal the love of a virgin?
It's distant, but deafening.
Pick apart the rose on this grave.
I would die to be there in your... in your place.
Despite living in hell, we found something to love.
Come back sweetie; spill what you've got all along.
Guess who swore, swore they would?
Steal the love. Misunderstood.
Look inside. Run and hide.
We can't build what we are.
Guess who swore, swore they wouldn't... steal the love of a virgin?
It's distant, but deafening.
Pick apart the rose on this grave.
I would die to be there in your... in your place
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