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• Artiste: Fell To Low
• Titre: Mapmaker
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.
(Reckon a fix too far) Dead fix Name the stab of sadness you find The day you realize Hits like a train, your world dismembered rolls right by The way your hometown's defined Just a name and some lines On a map you don't recognize Clutch yourself, you're a child Give the dead skin a kiss Coddled until it's putrid As precious as it is Stillborn life But look in its mercury eyes What was the color, or was there a color before? And drive back to your old school Chalk on the blackboard, or was there a chain on the door? What was that thing that you said I said? You said I'd never said it before Said it with your eyes half closed, Two horizons at civil twilight I think you were asleep "Windrose, burn in the sky Blister your truth into half closed eyes" Dead fix