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Black Water Rush
Be cast aside for crimes that were pure only to find you're empty handed Once more and I will be a believer, of the truth in wine.
You can't tell me anymore, these understatements will surround me with ivory and lore. I'm fixed ready to stand surrounded breath in these flames We'll rise from the ground and…
Once more my crimes were pure. We all end up empty handed Once more and I'll be a believer still empty handed Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
Ridiculed for always asking why, we appose every right. Can we ingest the night and hang it on our hopes
Why hang it on everything? Why waste it on anything? Why hang it on everything just watch we're both becoming empty handed
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