Sleigh Bells
Sleigh Bells - Favorite Transgressions lyrics
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My past is littered with the bones of men Who were fools enough to sleep on me A missionary in a sea of mercenaries, who knows what the past will bring? My favorite transgressions Lost track of the light My favorite transgressions Lost track of the light From the edge of a life in the present tense I need something that resembles a defense My past is littered with the bones of men Who were fools enough to sleep on me No reprieve, no redemption No reprieve, no redemption No reprieve, no redemption No reprieve, no redemption Hideous words for hideous things How dare you, how embarrassing When I wanna get cut in the middle of the night, well, I know how to clip the wings Hideous words for hideous things How dare you, how embarrassing When I wanna get cut in the middle of the night, well, I know how to clip the wings
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