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• Artiste: Gus Dapperton
• Titre: First Aid
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Sorry 'bout my head, it's not here I'm still learning how to fear I'm too spirited for one of a kind About my head, it's all near But I'm learning how to steer It's a miracle that I still oblige, oblige Sorry 'bout my head, it's in space I'm still learning how to pace I'm too atheist to pray for my life About my head, it's on straight But I'm all over the place I'm too make-shift for shaping a life I pledge my love to the runt who never got away I mend my cuts for the runt that you convinced to stay, to stay Where is your head? I don't fret I'm just asking for a friend, he's got enemies that beckon the light His name is Bren, don't forget An irrational lament that you left for him on Benedict Drive I pledge my love to the runt who never got away I mend my cuts for the runt that you convinced to stay, to stay Do you remember them? The blind, they paid no mind (You wrap me up) Split on the cusp and just in time you made it right (You wrap me up) I won't forget about the way you saved my life You wrap me up You wrap me up You wrap me up First aid First aid First aid First aid I would slit his wrists and reminisce it if it wasn't for my sis She's got heart the size of I-95, I drive