Текст, перевод и аккорды “Loathsome”
- Let the dead rot where they fall you know sometimes I need a crutch just to crawl so loathsome down inside my heartstrings they ain't yours to pull cops in latex gloves trying to search my skull rancid junk-thought elephantitus of the mind this is my escape art exhibition and I'm never coming back
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