From the cracks and the edges of the graves of our proudest moments
Because that's not a monument, it's a grave
The new feelings will probably be buried here too
But I swear there are people, I swear
The new feelings will rise up like fake blood in crisp October
From the cracks and the edges of the graves of our proudest moments
Because that's not a monument, it's a grave
The new feelings will rise up like fake blood in crisp October From the cracks and the edges of the graves of our proudest moments Because that's not a monument, it's a grave The new feelings will probably be buried here too But I swear there are people, I swear The new feelings will rise up like fake blood in crisp October From the cracks and the edges of the graves of our proudest moments Because that's not a monument, it's a grave Explain Request ×
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