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• Artiste: Astorian Stigmata
• Titre: Modern Victorians
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All these lives, so quietly desperate Crowded long days, so desolate Just thinking to myself I got lots of nothing and no time I'm gonna take back this heart of mine Cause don't you steal it, If you don't need it Cause there's somethings I can't just leave behind I'm wasting away, tired of fucking up everyday Trouble will come and trouble will go And I don't mind if you ever say that It's nice to feel alive sometime But the words stop coming and the fire starts burning And the worst of all it washes up on shore And it's time to wave goodbye again To look for something more That we won't find. If an angel ever comes down And decides to just stay awhile Together, we can sing a lonely song Your heart is speaking But your mouths not listening Your never going back Your never going home I got you Got you now