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Artiste:
Quiet Child
Titre:
Stealing Inches
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And from her mouth she barely whispers Wizened thoughts stay her tongue And her words are worth repeating "How the ash stains my hair..." And crawling forth, stealing inches Her shadow in the mud She only hears, she never listens And in the seconds before the crash There's always something that wants to fight back The glaring truth is marked upon you By the ink of his fists And do you think that it's beyond you? And you can't see the wound for the stitch? Belly to the bed, she can see his sleeping head The crack of the door as it breaks in her wake And in the seconds before the crash There's always something that wants to fight back The muscles ache to leave the lair To shake the ashes from her hair