Из альбома: To Spirit Back the Mews: An Asthmatic Kitty Compilation

Is anybody else here to blame
Withholding the names
The words are the same
Cause I've got tradition
But it's in remission

And the loneliest state
Is always too late
And the loneliest state
Is always too late

I hold in that notion
The world is a potion
For scars and options undone
Just send your dreams to the sun

Am I the only one left to blame
Withholding my name
The words are the same
The loneliest state
Can break you or heal you
And the loneliest state
Can love you or leave you

The loneliest state
Is always too late
The loneliest state
Is always too late

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