Paroles de That Girl
Far in the street with no nameUnder a lie in bloom
I fail to see her tend with my cry again
Until the end of her time
She sews a dress of blame
Thread is a vein
Of her smile drowned in time...
...The light, the night of role
The body dressed of guilty rain
That girl
That girl...
...The light, the night of role
The body dressed of guilty rain
That girl
That girl...
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