fruit of unknown origin
fruit of unknown origin
(for the wolf inside)
i hear your sins crying
they pull me down
until i almost drown
before i close my eyes
a tear breaks down rivers
rapid decay of my inn
and we float freely until
the skies take their fill
paint my jazz eyes
paint my jazz eyes
(for the wolf inside)
i hear your sins crying
they pull me down
until i almost drown
before i close my eyes
a tear breaks down rivers
rapid decay of my inn
and we float freely until
the skies take their fill
paint my jazz eyes
paint my jazz eyes
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