Puddled
(Indisponível)
Feel the heart see the pain
my god, it's strange
walk outside, April rain
Undecided winds smack in the face
Empty curves nothing but space
Up and down in circles
Know the place
Squeeze the life, Love, Spirit
out of yourself, its better that way
Rokc, Back and forth to the sound
of the trees, chin to your fucking knees
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