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- Parkway Drive Sparks 歌词
- Parkway Drive
- Sparks -Parkway Drive
Born of dust and stone
Dead hearts roaming a dying home
Life leaves us all white bones
Upon the shores of time
We are sparks in a darkened world
And yet some things were born to burn
The napalm in your eyes
Is all my cold heart needs
If you bring the matches
I'll bring the gasoline
I'm the same bad news as you
You're the same kind of ****ed as me
I'm the same bad news as you
You're the same you're the same as me
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