Текст песни Storyville Portrait - LX
Carve
her
name
into
my
lungs
so
I
Can
breathe
each
breath
for
you
with
my
love
inside
And
that's
where
I'll
find
her
With
a
portrait
and
binder
Recording
her
night's
work
Never
knowing
{ah,
ah,
ah}
the
one
she
hurts
The
one
she
hurts
And
that's
where
you'll
find
me
Off
the
coast
of
cape
agony,
drowning
in
pity
Never
knowing
{ah,
ah}
I
could
fall
asleep
with
that
anchor
tied
to
my
feet
Tied
to
my
feet
The
sticks
and
stones
you
threw,
they
built
my
home
And
your
words
can't
tear
it
down
I
know
you
I'm
not
dead
yet
The
sticks
and
stones
you
threw,
they
built
my
home
And
your
words
can't
tear
it
down
I
know
you
I'm
not
dead
yet
Take
another
look
and
watch
me
drown,
drown
Perfect
time
for
you
to
hold
me
down,
down
And
that's
where
you'll
find
her
No
portrait
or
binder,
just
diseases
inside
her
Never
knowing
{ah,
ah,
ah}
the
one
she
hurt
The
one
she
hurt
And
that's
you'll
find
me
Where
the
beaches
are
ugly
swimming
in
apathy
Never
knowing
{ah,
ah}
I
would
rather
be
asleep
with
that
anchor
tied
to
me
feet
The
sticks
and
stones
you
threw,
they
built
my
home
And
your
words
can't
tear
it
down
I
know
you
I'm
not
dead
yet
The
sticks
and
stones
you
threw,
they
built
my
home
And
your
words
can't
tear
it
down
I
know
you
I'm
not
dead
yet
Dead
yet,
yet
Dead,
dead
yet
Dead,
dead
yet
Dead,
dead
yet
The
sticks
and
stones
you
threw,
they
built
my
home
And
your
words
can't
tear
it
down
I
know
you
I'm
not
dead
yet
The
sticks
and
stones
you
threw,
they
built
my
home
And
your
words
can't
tear
it
down
I
know
you
I'm
not
dead
yet
The
sticks
and
stones
you
threw,
they
built
my
home
And
your
words
can't
tear
it
down
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