Mouth
(Indisponível)
feel so low some days
and only i can taste
resent security
obscuring all i see
in my mind
in my mouth
in my soul
only you provide these symptoms that i show
i could go out in style
go back from where i came
but luck sees to us all
and rarely plays the game
we've seen it all through many years of lonesome hell
back to a place where we all terminate
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