William Fitzsimmons
William Fitzsimmons - The Problem Of Pain lyrics
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Dialogue on weather, breeding in the pound Fateful first-time meeting, life is in the ground Icarus they caught you where you tumbled on Encourage you to dive now the sun is gone I just don't know I just don't know aah... moon is torn asunder over faulty two guillotines in shackles, heads roll for a few I just don't know I just don't know I just don't know