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Nothing

Our Plague

Our Plague

(album: Tired Of Tomorrow - 2016)

Water colored fingers
Paint my picture
Interlocking tightly
Candles flicker

Trembling hands move with mercy
They will not
Sing to me

Promise I could make it on my own

Throwing flowers at her
My worst behavior
Change my tired patterns
If you could change yours as well

Promise I could make it alone

Fatto