Paroles de Will The Summer Make Good For All Of Our Sins

Please don't cry for hammer in your teeth We'll spoil the pretty snow that lies beneath Who go cry for hammer in her teeth We'll spoil her pretty face at least she feels it No-go cry for hammer in your teeth We'll spoil the pretty snow that never feels real Breathe, you breathe Believe you, me tonight Breathe in, breathe out Make good, make float Bleed you, me Þú nótt Please don't cry for hammer in your teeth We'll spoil the pretty snow that lies beneath And summer will make good for all our sins if we only wish it hard enough Breathe in, breathe out Who go? Who cry? Breathe you, me tonight Breathe in, breathe out Make good, make float Bleed you, me Þú nótt She cry, who closes her eyes, and hopes (and hopes) not to (not to) come (come) back (back)