Kishore Kumar Hits

Sleep Spindles - Birthmark şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Sleep Spindles

albüm: Banshee


Craft a bouquet with the way smoke clings to the bangs
Cloak your face, shame is a smell I cannot translate
(Cursed hands give birth) to blessed art
(Everything you) touch becomes a birthmark
(Cursed hands give birth) to blessed art
(Everything you) touch becomes a birthmark
♪
Don't ask questions you don't want the answers to
Out of the blue
Craft a bouquet with the way guilt flows your veins
Mask the taste, our morals fold in blind faith
(Cursed hands give birth) to blessed art
(Everything you) touch becomes a birthmark
(Cursed hands give birth) to blessed art
(Everything you) touch becomes a birthmark
♪
Don't ask questions you don't want the answers to
Out of the blue
Don't ask questions you don't want the answers to
Out of the blue
♪
Don't ask questions you don't want answers to
Don't ask questions you don't want answers to

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