The Poisoned lyrics
Sewn with thin thread words - wind round the shape of stone mouth
Abandoned gestures You come first then me Deafened with the song of senses you steal something I do not want to give Fortunes told by cards You come first then me A dream faded away You and me Two sides of a mirror Two different ways Two different words Somewhere there - another me Poisoned, forgotten Starving for memories Affected - me
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