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Last born of the clan
First one to be free
Lived inside a house
Beneath the hanging tree
Loved them deadly nights
That chilled him to the bone
Words were cried at night
In unforgiving tones

Blood of his men was gone beneath snow
He picked up his нож and his bow
Killer of Jonathan Low

Violence from without
And anger from within
Crawling through the fields
Informing Далее of kin
They all turned their backs
But they all knew his name
And if he could return
They'd probably do the same

Blood of his Друзья was gone beneath snow
For all that I know, he died
Killer of Jonathan Low

The blood of his Друзья was gone beneath snow
For all that I know, he died
Killer of Jonathan Low

Other lives, always tempted to trade
Will they hate me for all the choices I made
Will they stop when they see me again
I can’t stop now I know who I am

Now I’m all yours, I’m not afraid
And you’re all mine, say what they may
And all your Любовь I’ll take to the grave
And all my life starts now

Tear me down, they can’t take Ты out of my thoughts
Under every scar there’s a battle I’ve lost
Will they stop when they see us again
I can’t stop now I know who I am

Now I’m all yours, I’m not afraid
And you’re all mine, say what they may
And all your Любовь I’ll take to the grave
And all my life starts

I’m all yours, I’m not afraid
And you’re all mine, say what they may
And all your Любовь I’ll take to the grave
And all my life starts
Starts now

Your lips are nettles
Your tongue is wine
Your laughter’s liquid
But your body’s pine

Ты Любовь all sailors
But hate the beach
Ты say come touch me
But you’re always out of reach

In the dark Ты tell me of a flower
That only blooms in the фиолетовый hour

Your arms are lovely
Yellow and rose
Your back’s a meadow
Covered in snow

Your thighs are thistles
And hot-house grapes
Ты breathe your sweet breath
And have me wait

In the dark Ты tell me of a flower
That only blooms in the фиолетовый hour

I turn the lights out
I clean the sheets
Ты change the station
Turned up the heat

And now you’re sitting
Upon your chair
You’ve got me Рапунцель - Запутанная история up
Inside your beautiful black hair

In the dark Ты tell me of a flower
That only blooms in the фиолетовый hour

In the dark Ты tell me of a flower
That only blooms in the фиолетовый hour

I was a quick wet boy
Diving too deep for coins
All of your улица, уличный light eyes
Wide on my plastic toys
Then when the cops closed the fair
I cut my long baby hair
украл, палантин me a dog-eared map
And called for Ты everywhere

Have I found you
Flightless bird, jealous, weeping
или Остаться в живых you
American mouth
Big pill looming

Now I’m a fat house cat
Nursing my sore blunt tongue
Watching the warm poison rats
Curl through the wide fence cracks
Pissing on magazine photos
Those fishing lures thrown in the cold and clean
Blood of Christ mountain streams

Have I found you
Flightless bird, grounding, bleeding
или Остаться в живых you
American mouth
Big pill stuck going down

Should never think
What’s in your heart
What’s in our home
And so I won’t

And you’ll learn to hate me
Still call me baby
Oh, love
So call me by my name

And save your soul
Save your soul
Before you’re too far gone
Before nothing can be done

Try to decide when
She’ll lie in the end
Ain’t got no fight in me
In this whole damn world
Tell Ты to hold off
Choose to hold on
It’s one thing that I’ve known

Once I put my пальто on
Coming out in this all wrong, ooh
She’s standing outside holding me
Saying oh please
I’m in love
I’m in love

Girl save your soul, ooh
Save your soul
Before you’re too far gone
And before nothing can be done

‘Cause without me
Ты got it all
So hold on
Without me Ты got it all
Hold on
Without me Ты got it all
Without me Ты got it all
So hold on
Without me Ты got it all
So hold on
Without me Ты got it all
So hold on