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Slow Hollows - Blood lyrics

Artist: Slow Hollows

album: Actors


You ignite a simple age
Where nothing really hurts the same
Climb the hills against their praise
Brother, you are not to blame
Your rage home, my grace gold
Our ways old, let's stay close
I insist upon
Don't wait your grace, I make home
I stay, we'll make our way home
Don't wait your grace, I make home
I stay, we'll make our way...
He still stays covered in blood
He still stays zero to one
Seasons
Bad trips
Fevers
Mothers
Seasons
Bad trips
Fevers
Mothers
Don't wait your grace, I make home
I stay, we'll make our way home
Don't wait your grace, I make home
I stay, we'll make our way...
All you got to do is try
All you got to do is try

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