My Favorite Horses - Marble Chest

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Marble Chest

From where we’re at, it is plain to see
Anyone alive has wasted his entire youth
No one’s to blame
All we felt back then is locked up in a marble chest
 
From where we’re at, it is fair to say
Our youth spoiled our entire life
No one’s to blame
We forged a plague that we let no one cure
 
Don’t you think so?
Don’t you wish you had, don’t you wish you would,
And don’t you know you won’t?
 
From where we’re at, it is plain to see
We’re gambling on a lame horse
No one’s to blame
We hope we’ll change horses in mid-stream
 
From where we’re at, it is fair to say
We're merging pains and sluggish joys
No one’s to blame
But our fat, cold chest that has turned, turned to marble
 
Don’t you think so?
Don’t you wish you had, don’t you wish you would,
And don’t you know you won’t?
 
Our fat, cold chest has turned to marble, marble, marble
Our fat, cold chest has turned to marble, marble 
 
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Публикувано от Sarah RoseSarah Rose в втор., 18/02/2020 - 00:15
Добавено в отговор на заявка, направена от steph8866steph8866

 

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