所属专辑:Perishable Goods
歌手: shannon wright
时长: 02:00
There goes your mother and her plague[00:00:00]
What a terrible display[00:00:05]
Of a charcoaled tongue[00:00:09]
That wouldn't lend a hand[00:00:10]
Though this dead was a thoughtless act[00:00:15]
With alcohol intact[00:00:20]
Quietly she seeks the day to pass[00:00:22]
With those stitches that you clean[00:00:37]
You hold your flag of your doleful plea[00:00:45]
Now there's nothing left to recall[00:00:52]
A fruitless title bestowed[00:01:02]
Amongst someone you could never know[00:01:08]
In this plight of this dismay[00:01:14]
This thickness of your plague[00:01:19]
She's a realm that's lost her way[00:01:23]