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keaton henson - self portrait كلمات الأغنية

the sun brings up yesterdays evils
and drags them back in to the sky
i haven’t not long enough arms my love
to reach for the curtains of life

the days have a thing for believers
as the night has it hands in your eyes
it may just not be tomorrow
it. may be the rest of your life
heres is a song for the lonely
and a prayer whisper into the night
for weather c_nt with a broken love
and a tournage in his side

good for the words
bad for the threes to grow
my southern poem
arrogant soul
song for the birds
cover in apathy
calling goodbye in the back of your throat
this is the fight, lives in my sanaty, lives in my mind
find in my home

dont blame me
im growing old
you lamp throught the small conversations
from the way your back fur has to bear
is he empty your guts to the alley
and sweep above yestardays prayers
hes days on the sucker for tences

i write on the third person now
and the days im not swinging for fences
im singing for ways to get out
and here is a song for the empty
and prayer other into the ground
for the broken king
withs his arms sling
ans his arms holding on to his crown

i dont blame you
im going home
im going home

- keaton henson

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