The Good Life - The Moon Red Handed Тексты

tell me, dear,

is there anything you'd like to hear?
one last song before we disappear?
some broken hearted ballad
built for two.
by the way, it seems my notebooks have been misplaced
those scribbled poetries of yesterday
they've no more effect on me,
those dead feelings

the songs we don
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