jacob hurley prophecy şarkı sözleri
Saw my dress future
In a handhold of all
Broken up and fucked glass
Gonna grow old next to a cherry tree
Daughter loves me but her mother is gone
To the beautific sky we were married under
I will see the sad worldview
Under the light
Of this cherry tree
I will touch the face
Of the wrapping-paper God
He lives in the midnight
Oh, in the midnight...
