Текст Between The Buried And Me – Life In Velvet
Текст:
Fresh air grips me
Rolling hills on far
The smell of the living. Awakens all I am
Lift my limbs to focus
Beauty is in sight
The hours I cherished are now false
The hours I cherished are now false
My last exhale is purple smoke
Knees crash down on velvet robes
Dark worlds engrossing
Our sun is sleeping
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