
Lawther Songtext
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Stomach the silence
November skies and bloodshot eyes
Fallen leaves surround my lonesome feet
Why'd I water the seed?
Lawther may as well be the state line
Pensive thinking darkened rooms
Passive sinking dressed in blue
It's all in my head
A still descension
Down my neck
So cold
Our breath showed
Your face said
I'm nothing
Picture perfect
November skies and bloodshot eyes
Fallen leaves surround my lonesome feet
Why'd I water the seed?
Lawther may as well be the state line
Pensive thinking darkened rooms
Passive sinking dressed in blue
It's all in my head
A still descension
Down my neck
So cold
Our breath showed
Your face said
I'm nothing
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