Текст и слова песни Mortimer Nova – To Inject
God is sleeping on my bed, calling sheep for his caravan. pictured in
Light bulbs soaked in alcohol. soiled conclusion, warmed instead. temperature rising
On the bee hive. a spark that's willing to only cause a fire. blanket the fire wall.
The queen will always fall. nectar from harlots is not as sweet.
Light bulbs soaked in alcohol. soiled conclusion, warmed instead. temperature rising
On the bee hive. a spark that's willing to only cause a fire. blanket the fire wall.
The queen will always fall. nectar from harlots is not as sweet.
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