crafter unsaid şarkı sözleri

This may be the last bus I step off as i bid farewell to a long run We used to laugh when our legs braced the sand Turning up the songs when I went two decades deep I longed for stolen pages and harnessed back Floating like tumbleweed across the tar With an eagerness to know if I could raise myself from inaction My brothers told me that we're all the same Less alive these days, honing complacency Unable to see the time we cast away
Sanatçı: Crafter
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