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Sorry About Dresden
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Carthage Must Be Destroyed
Forget the phone call it was just a fluke, Like some static running free in the air. The night was lonely, The cable was fucked. The wine in the glass left a ring.
Circumvent all the thoughts that get you mad. Lying around imagining the touch I never had. Who is the patron saint of aphasia?
I had a speech once prepared and rehearsed, But forgot how to speak for a day. 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 It's like an answer on the tip of your tongue, Where the words fall apart and decay.
I tried to forget by laughing. I tried to forget by drinking.
Circumvent all the thoughts that get you mad. Lying around imagining the touch I never had. Who is the patron saint of dysphasia?
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