Paroles de Hue
When the skin and vessels underneathChoose the space for bruising
I’m somewhere in between
Clumsily pulling on the strings
Oh, my mistakes are hardly that
At the points of contact
As the shades of grey grow redder
I should have known better
Soon the pain will be wrapped up
As your skin regains its hue
You’ll be rid of everything except me
Oh, my mistakes are hardly that
As the shades of grey grow redder
I should have known
That I’m only letting me get the best of me
I’m only letting me get the best of me
As the shades of grey grow redder
I should have known better
Soon the pain will be wrapped up
As your skin regains its hue
You’ll be rid of everything except me
Oh, my mistakes are hardly that
As the shades of grey grow redder
I should have known
That I’m only letting me get the best of me
I’m only letting me get the best of me
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