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tit sweat - jane eyre كلمات الأغنية

out on the wily, windy moors
something is a creeping through the corridors
something is moving on the third floor
in the dead of the night
she’s a h_ll of a sight

down at his study at his pipe at night
a man of many wishes by the candle light
a little l_st a’brewing in his wandering eye
a child so plain and poor, she’s so obscure, she’s obscure
i’m kept away, just out of sight
only come out in the dead of the night
when i come out, i’ll give you a fright
and i will set your curtains alight!
i’ll burn down your house

old grace poole climbs up the stairs
pours herself a drink and settles into her chair
she’s falling off to sleep not quitе aware
of what’s behind the door, shе shouldn’t ignore

jane the governess is still awake
trying to find sleep in his great estate
she can hear the sound of his mistake
creeping through the halls, scratching on the walls
you can hear her call

i’ll burn down your house

oh, you may try to forget me
try!
in the ashes of th_rnfield, i lie
oh, this is your happy ending
why?
though she may have you and not me
i’ll keep your eyes

- tit sweat

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