Arctic Death
Toothache
oh my interestoh my loveless curiosityoh my toothacheoh my basementwhat they mean to meall signs said that i'd been bustedmy circle was tired and rustedi was hoping for at least an argumentmy sentimental hand hasfought with my chainsand got right to the heart of itmaybe this was meant for mei ate the silver lining offi didn't always need youboth times i was overwhelmedboth hands made room for methe new spirit of place not bodywas my anniversaryso i'll blink slowly so i don't noticei fought with your handprints and got right to the heart of itSongtextemaybe this was meant for mei cut the silver lining offi didn't always love youi drink tears and i get right to the heart of itmaybe this was meant for mei ripped the silver lining offi didn't always...i split quick and that was only two daysa small drink to make sense of the thruwaymy tomorrow is rarely a new dayi run it off
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