Courrier - Heavy Hands | Текст песни

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• Courrier
• Heavy Hands

Words drew blood
on the tip of your poison tongue
get in the car and run
from the tip of your tongue
You and I know
I don't have an antidote
as loud as Love

Tell me son, where did you go
Bury your head in the snow
Tell me son, what did you gain
And was it worth all the pain?

Words fall short
like every time before
Love is behind closed doors
just like before
Time stood still
the heaviest hand to fill
I'll rise above, I'll rise above
I'll rise

Tell me son, where did you go
Bury your head in the snow
Tell me son, what did you gain
And was it worth all the pain?

Forgiveness is a heavy hand to hold

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