Common scars brought us together.
Common scars brought us together.
A commoner's scars brought us together beneath an idiot's moon.
It comes too soon.
Just plant Tulip and watch her bloom.
[Intro: ducing angels.]
Common scars brought us together.
Common scars brought us together.
Prominent scars brought us together beneath the light of the moon.
It's not too soon.
Flower-girl stalks the groom:
A degenerate drunk on war graves, saying–– "Guide me, misty poets!"
[Intro: ducing angels.]
Writer(s): Daniel Bejar
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