Paroles de April

Arctic Death

pochette album April
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April was spent wasting my time
April was spent baiting the line
A weekend with my fingers frozen
And that's when i finally touched you

Don't lay your judgement on me
I hear you praying for indecency
We waited to climb in
I begged you to hide my pistol in

A bone is a bone
A bone is a bone
Break a few for me
I am still alone
Everyone cry,
Cry for what you don't know
I'm a mess of it
A pitiful clone

Notice how you stain
Something you can't paint

And all alone, in a minute i've grown so weak
With two dollars on my dresser
I've been to embarrassed to speak
I wanna go slow

Don't lay your judgement on me
I hear you praying for indecency
We waited to climb in
You hid my pistol in

Policy is all that you know

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