All These Things 歌词

	Under the carport that has no spring
	Cement floors where the creatures ring
	And your mother she never calls
	Says you're the cause of all her pain
	But all these things don't carry camelot
	Through the betrayed all these things
	Don't hold form with a stout cord and chain
	You are out of sorts and ready to retire
	On the brink of my answer i fell asleep
	For a little while

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