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• Artiste: National (The)
• Titre: Graceless
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Graceless Is there a powder to erase this? Is it dissolvable and tasteless? You can't imagine how I hate this Graceless I'm trying, but I'm graceless Don't have the sunny side to face this I am invisible and weightless You can't imagine how I hate this Graceless I'm trying, but I've gone Through the glass again Just come and find me God loves everybody, don't remind me I took the medicine when I went missing Just let me hear your voice, just let me listen Graceless I figured out how to be faithless But it will be a sheme to waste this You can't imagine how I hate this Graceless I'm trying, but I've gone Through the glass again Just come and find me God loves everybody, don't remind me I took the medicine and I went missing Just let me hear your voice, just let me listen All of my thoughts of you Bullets through rock and through Come apart at the seams Now I know what dying means I am not my rosy self Left my roses on my shelf Take the wild ones, they're my favorites It's the side effects that save us Grace Put the flowers you find in a vase If you're dead in the mind it will brighten the place Don't let them die on the vine, it's a waste Grace There's a science to walking through windows There's a science to walking through windows There's a science to walking through windows There's a science to walking through windows without you All of my thoughts of you Bullets through rock and through Come apart at the seams Now I know what dying means I am not my rosy self Left my roses on my shelf Take the wild ones, they're my favorites It's the side effects that save us Grace Put the flowers you find in a vase If you're dead in the mind it will brighten the base Don't let them die on the vine, it's a waste Grace Grace Put the flowers you find in a vase If you're dead in the mind it will brighten the base Don't let them die on the vine, it's a waste Grace