- Young Guns stitches 歌詞
- Young Guns
- Every hour is a season
Every minute lasts a day
So I sit here picking stitches
I find comfort in decay
How I long to fill my lungs
So tell me how does it feel to,
Breathe air cold and clean
Cause Ive been living on my knees since
I was seventeen
Thought I was safe beneath the smoke,
But even under cover
I still choke
Well my wings were clipped and even if they werent (Even if they werent)
Ive not the guts to fly and leave behind the
Earth (Leave behind the Earth)
Theres no poetry in my soul, (Poetry, in my soul)
Just a list of lies
Ive told, (Theres just lies, that Ive told)
And I dont know how much longer
I can hold on .
Well my wings were clipped and even if they werent (Even if they werent)
Ive not the guts to fly and leave behind the earth (Leave behind the Earth)
Theres no poetry in my soul,
Just a list of lies
Ive told
And I dont know how much longer
I can hold on
My wings were clipped but even if they werent
Ive not the guts to fly and leave behind the earth
Theres no poetry in my soul
Just a list of lies
Ive told
And I dont know how much longer
I can hold...
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