Heavens
Heavens - True Hate lyrics
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We came down with a crushing might I might be mistaken We came down with a sickening flight Forever forsaken We got all bent right out of shape Hopelessly dreadful Cut through miles of blood-red tape Confessed a gaping mouthful Too much, too late [x3] We came down with a crushing might Something so rotten We gave up fighting a good fight Forever forgotten We got all bent right out of shape Hopelessly dreadful Cut through miles of blood-red tape Confessed a gaping mouthful Too much, too late [x3] No love, No hate Too much, too late [x3] No love, no hate We came down with a crushing might I might be mistaken We came down with a sickening flight Forever forsaken We got all bent right out of shape Hopelessly dreadful Cut through miles of blood-red tape Confessed a gaping mouthful Too much, too late [x3] No love, No hate Too much, too late [x3] True love, True hate
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