Rory
Rory - The Sick Six Hundred lyrics
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Something truly unexpected As opposed to corruption Everything is plain and honest As for you less of the latter Where's your invitation? Staring down at empty hands Can somebody help me understand (You won't ever stand on solid ground) These walls are wearing misconceived observations Feels so sick
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