This Girl Has A Gun - текст песни
This Girl Has A Gun
The twilight tells lies of a buried sunrise
Feelings transpire as bodies tire
Lamenting our regrets
We'll start anew with regards to the condition I cannot cope
But at least with you I had the truth and a little bit of hope
Aurora borealis shines her light upon us
Feelings transpire as bodies tire
Lamenting our regrets
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