Paroles de Faminepulse

You cant bend your crooked arms or fold your punctured proof the air is growing cold and there's nothing you can do Soon there'll be no gauze inside the confessional only rows of crows defrocking every breath And one day you'll remember behind the melting cones I said one day you'll remember behind the melting cones you've already had a family in the burial of your home Not forevermore And I peel back all of my skin peel it back let it all run