Deadsea
Quelle: Spotify
The crick in your neck reminds me it's not over
There's no escaping who you are
You blossom stood upon my shoulders
We combust at different degrees
There's no currency that can bail you out of this jail
The climate won't raze the facade
So don't cure the continents you invade
We'll trade gallows humour as we drown in the dead sea
You searchlight marks outlines
Your soft walls set strict laws
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