Текст и слова песни The Sawtooth Grin – Give Me The Amulet You Bitch
Your masquerade feels like paint it peels away and I'm scratching these walls to uncover your eyes and bleed them like love letters and suicide notes from gleamless chapped lips to fevered penmanship crippled fingers diagnosed with a healthy fear of feeling again
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