Текст песни
With
golden
lungs
and
ivory
teeth
Still
hard
to
breathe
And
to
speak...
Still
hard
to
breathe
And
to
speak...
Try
to
take
what
they
were
offering
Try
to
find
the
good
in
anything
It's
wasted
like
a
breeze
on
broken
wings
When
your
eyes
are
flowering
and
you
can
find
what's
left
of
me
I'll
be
waiting
patiently
For
loneliness
to
set
me
free...
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