Paroles de Wither
We wither and blow where the smoke goesClosing my eyes to the sunlight
Withering tonight
One thing is certain
The rest is a lie
One thing is certain
Life flies
Molly,
Molly,
Molly
Mother of night
Your sons of the dirt bless you
Mother of night
Molly,
Molly,
Molly
Mother of night
Your sons of the dirt bless you
Mother of night
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