Текст песни Your Enemy - Heath McNease
Oh,
oh,
oh
oh
These
hands,
They're
covered
in
blood
These
idle
hands,
They
choke
the
life
of
everyone
I
love
So
is
there
room
At
your
table
for
me?
So
is
there
room
At
your
kingdom
for
me?
Oh,
oh,
oh
oh
These
hands,
These
broken
hands
Help
me
dig
my
grave
These
tired
hands,
Are
too
weak
To
shovel
dirt
back
on
the
bed
I
made
So
is
there
room
At
your
table
for
me?
So
is
there
room
For
your
enemy?
So
is
there
room
At
your
table
for
me?
So
is
there
room
For
your
enemy?

Альбом
The House Always Wins
1 Too Much Love
2 The House Always Wins
3 Cause and Cure
4 On and Down
5 Waiting for Godot
6 Come Prepared
7 The Light
8 Blend
9 Your Enemy
10 Selah
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