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• Artiste: Faunts
• Titre: Input
Assurez-vous que les corrections sont tout à fait exactes
S'il vous plaît, les mettez en évidence en quelque sorte!
Vous pouvez, par exemple, écrire
INCORRECT: avant la mauvaise ligne
CORRECT: avant la correspondant ligne correcte
Autrement, nous ne pouvons les corriger pas! Merci pour votre aide.
Like sinking ships drowning in the night There's nothing wrong with you, then nothing's right Casting baggage, throw it overboard Though with nothing left you still fall on your sword Does it hurt? Line you up, blindfolded against the wall This will be the last time that you feel the fall Godspeed with you, may he have mercy on us The crowd has come to thirst But before these heads roll, I guess mine comes first And it's hard to tell what takes me away And I know for years I've lived ashamed And I think about the wasted years As I fall into myself And it's hard to tell what takes me away But I know for years I've lived ashamed And I think about the wasted years As I fall into myself As I fall into myself