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• Artiste: NGHBRS
• Titre: Hallows
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Blind man, what do you see, watching windows from the street? To my disbelief, what the garden grows, the garden keeps Lovers come, and children swim What's done to death is all of them Who's collars stain in black and blues We curse ourselves for penny wounds 'Cause I don't need a thing, my friend My body, it suits me, that's it 'Cause I don't need a thing, my friend My body, it suits me, that's it, that's it, alright Whoa, my body, it suits me right Whoa, my body, it suits me Weekenders, their captain hats, with dollar signs and dirty breath Taking what they reap for free, and buy a coffin with a window seat 'Cause we took their money and threw it away We dumped their gold in the river And no, they will not take my good will away, no way 'Cause I don't need a thing, my friend My body, it suits me, that's it 'Cause I don't need a thing, my friend My body, it suits me, that's it, that's it, alright Whoa, my body, it suits me right Whoa, 'cause I don't need a thing, my friend Whoa, my body, it suits me right Whoa, my body, it suits me We believe the tides will breathe the open doors of Robin Hood's song The barrelled themes begin to sing, but you don't know Anything more than the weakest part of me, the weakest part of me Whoa, my body, it suits me right Whoa, 'cause I don't need a thing, my friend Whoa, my body, it suits me right Whoa, my god, this suits me right