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Native Son
i am an apple tree covered up in your leaves and no one else can feel my sin
your head's a burdened cloud that never lets it out until the desert cries your name
but now my hands are the words in your mouth my fingers are the days that you count my eyes are the lovers you doubt
fortune's fools naked as we are in the woods with heaven dropping stars fortune's fools naked as we are in the woods 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 with heaven dropping
this weight it feels so cursed i hear it calling out over everything but you
and over everyone i saw the native son waiting to hear my voice too
but now my hands are the words in your mouth my fingers are the days that you count my eyes are the lovers you doubt
and over everyone i saw the native son waiting to hear my voice too
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