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Artiste:
Thrice
Titre:
Yellow Belly
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You were built for blessing but you only make them bleed But you don’t care, you don’t care And bruises are but shadows of the blackness that you breathe But you don’t care, you don’t care The light that's left inside their eyes is darkened day by day But you don’t care, you don’t care Your presence pulls the color from the world til all is grey But you don’t care, you don’t, you don’t, you don’t You are less than half a man, yellow belly and crimson hands You will one day reap your reckoning, maybe then you’ll understand Your hands are made to comfort but they only conjure fear But you don’t care, you don’t care She’s in the closet praying, "Lord please get me out of here" You don’t care, you don’t, you don’t, you don’t Cause you are less than half a man, yellow belly and crimson hands You will one day reap your reckoning, maybe then you’ll understand What mercy have they known, from you, from you? To ask that it be shown, to you, to you?