A Long Winter
A Long Winter - The Boy From Judecca songtekst
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You're porcelain promises wear with age. It's getting hard to breathe when you hold my head under. The stage is set for a tragedy. My eyes are closed...I won't stand... I won't stand in the way my eyes are closed... My eyes are closed. The cold steel feels good in my back... Broken hearts, broken promises.
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Taal: Engels
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- Land: Verenigde Staten
Deze songtekst wordt hier getoond met toestemming van de Federatie van Muziekauteurs en Uitgevers (Femu).