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There's no hold |
[00:43.94] |
The moving has come through |
[00:48.33] |
The danger passing you |
[00:52.16] |
Turns it's face into the heat and runs the tunnels |
[01:00.84] |
It's so cold |
[01:05.72] |
The dog dug up fine dogs |
[01:10.03] |
The stiches torn and broke |
[01:14.43] |
The wrong lick fist you choke has hit the blood light |
[01:24.00] |
Glass traps opened and close on nite flights |
[01:32.40] |
Broken necks feather plates pressed and warped |
[01:41.12] |
Be my love we will be gods on nite flights |
[01:49.15] |
With only one promise only one way to fall |
[01:54.89] |
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Glass traps opened and close on nite flights |
[02:42.02] |
Broken necks feather ways press the walls |
[02:50.65] |
Be my love we will be gods on nite flights |
[02:58.78] |
With only one promise only one way to call |
[03:07.29] |
On nite flights |
[03:11.59] |
On nite flights |
[03:15.89] |
On nite flights |
[03:18.43] |
Only one way to fall |
[03:24.76] |
On nite flights |
[03:28.97] |
On nite flights |
[03:33.13] |
On nite flights |
[03:35.88] |
Only one way to fall |
[03:39.70] |
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