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Cult Of Youth
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The Dead Sea
Some birds thrive from their own decay And the sun was beating down The joy to melt the frost away For the truth was never found
For all their talk of tolerance They threw stones at their feet We raise our glass in shame To drink deep
When vengence blooms like flowers A different form of grief so vulgar were their martyrs so harmless were their teeth
For all their talk of tolerance 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 They threw stones at their feet We raise our glass in shame To drink deep
And the sea it nearly vanished For their lies, they were so vast When the laughter lost its power They were feeding off the trash
For all their talk of tolerance They threw stones at their feet We raise our glass in shame To drink deep
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