Elysian Fields - Bayonne скачать mp3

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With your cross examination, by the time i reach tomorrow, there s a snare in the forest
Will you be there in the you, there s a snare in the forest, as the undertow is pulling me down
Know what s true, i can feel i m getting smaller, won t dig my own grave
And i m not collecting sorrow, i can feel i m getting smaller
don t disengage
But i wont dig my own grave, i m receding in the teeth of your plow

i can see where this is going
i thought he d never take it this far
I can see where this is going, will you be there in the you
you can t finger what you filter
there s a snare in the forest
Know what s true, as your twisting every word that i say

but i won t dig my own grave
I can feel i m getting smaller, don t disengage
i m receding in the teeth of your plow
did you figure i would falter
under brush where you want me to play
I can feel i m getting smaller, when it travels like the clouds floating away

But i wont dig my own grave, you can t finger what you filter Bayonne, under brush where you want me to play
but i wont dig my own grave
when it travels like the clouds floating away
By the time i reach tomorrow, i can see where this is going