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• Artiste: Marika Hackman
• Titre: I'll Borrow Time
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If you cut me from the sky Could we make a pact to someday die? And now my bones are hard and old And the blood inside is cracked and cold And it's a hard ride From here to the other side The dust creeping in our minds Growing as we ride– Into the night we could stay right here Stuck in these bodies and stuck without fears The crown I wear is made of bone And you could twist me off my throne Cause I am not a lady That is not my king I would scalp an adversary Just to keep my wings We're not made for sitting still Hunters have legs and legs can kill But it's a hard ride From here to the other side The dust creeping in our minds Growing as we ride Into the night I'll borrow time Do what we can to keep me blind We'll cut our hair and close our eyes Shielded by the fort and our disguise In our disguise We're not made for sitting still Hunters have legs and legs can kill But I am not a lady That is not my king I would scalp an adversary Just to keep my wings To keep my wings But it's a hard ride From here to the other side The dust creeping I our minds Growing as we ride Into the night