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• Artiste: Seven Places
• Titre: Yours
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Echoes the sound of a rusty box Around it goes till out something pops A toothless lion, he is weak and he is old But it scares me everytime I feel my feet shake underneath Can't hear myself through my almost shattered Chattering teeth, but without fail Your spirit swweps me off my feet So I can scream, what's left to see is that I'll always be just Yours And all that I am I lay down in Your hands Because I'm ours, hell was inevitable Until Your love was edible I've tasted and I've seen, You're the one for me What's left to see is that I'll always be just Yours And all that I am I lay down in Your hands Because I'm Yours