Troubled Coast
Troubled Coast - Wolf Republic lyrics
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A republic coming undone.” You plucked a vine from the branch, I wrote your sins in the dirt, said “It’s all that we have” and threw the first. You’re unsure. Your stoic eyes persist. You’re photos. Your soft art of nothingness
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Language: English
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- Country: United States
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