Twilight Property Songtext

von Tiny Vipers

Onslaught, i piety that ail
On droughts in our fear

Crazy for gripe of our graze to your no end

And to brae your arm
Craze on high
This was a brave new world i told

Told you 'bout cries in dying

"i wasn't like you" was my only pain
Braid your heart west to the ear
This crunch of hope

You are never only pale
And of horses was your call
And how easy is your pain?
All i have ill dream of you again
And your hills opened whole
Saddened id have holes begot

And the false was every one
That's my own.

Always a pose i had
Through a pain 'cause you pay

And holes my trap

Days past one last face
Crazy says our 'morrow

May he come
On a 'morrow.