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Mares of Thrace - Mortal Quarry şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Mares of Thrace

albüm: The Exile


Endless grime and the roof's slow leak
A stabbing just down the street
Turn up my collar against the cold
Some things you have to let go
Some things you're forced to keep
You don't get to call me traitor
Not from your vantage point a thousand bottles deep
And the only thing i have left
Is the strength to finally leave

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