Paroles de Rotted Arp
If only I could feel nothingHollow as a bell
I can hear my own heart ringing sometimes
Singing clear and empty
A perfect vessel
A sweet [?]
Instead, now, full and fragile
A bloody mess beating away
I'll write it out, I'll write it out
It's frustration that creates desire
Not the other way around
Unless you let it
Baby, I'll let it
Baby, I'll let it
Baby, I'll let it
Baby, I'll let it
Baby, I'll let it
Baby, I'll let it
Baby, I'll let it
Baby, I'll let it
Baby, I'll let it
Baby, I'll let it
Baby, I'll let it
Baby, I'll let it
A bloody mess beating away
I'll write it out, I'll write it out
It's frustration that creates desire
Not the other way around
Unless you let it
Baby, I'll let it
Baby, I'll let it
Baby, I'll let it
Baby, I'll let it
Baby, I'll let it
Baby, I'll let it
Baby, I'll let it
Baby, I'll let it
Baby, I'll let it
Baby, I'll let it
Baby, I'll let it
Baby, I'll let it
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