The angel stole my scream again.
Told it now, wash yer' face again.
Feeling holes, I guessed you would.
Blackout saviour, knew we could.
You let your love bloom.
Summer came around much to soon.
Took my name to search missed youth.
Your hair looked so much better loose.
Your light fragrant wounds.
Sucker sign, drown the trees.
Drown the trees.
Drown the trees.
Drown me please...
Writer(s): Brooke Aaron Rogers, William Matthew Briggs, Bernie Simpson, Jennifer Louise Simpson
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