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The Rocky Fortune
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Pack a day
You were the august breeze in the willow trees he'd climb to hide in Now you're a windy winter, you're a three inch splinter stuck inside him You were the sweetest song that was ever sung Now you sound like a raven; you're a cancerous lung
I'm the smoke between your yellow fingers I'm nicotine that gets in your blood and lingers
You were the castle walls and the ancient halls that he'd reside in Now you're an endless siege and the rubble many men have died in
I'm the smoke between your yellow fingers 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 I'm nicotine that gets in your blood and lingers
I walked on back roads You drove away We are the taste of A pack a day
I'm the smoke between your yellow fingers I'm nicotine that gets in your blood and lingers
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