Hetta - Mold Song - Lyrics, Similar artists

Kishore Kumar Hits — Hetta - Mold Song lyrics

Artist: Hetta

album: Split with Alas, Apostles of Eris and Letterbombs

Cut from the gold
Pire on a leash
Stands proud and weak
Your gift to mold
Is it nothing?
Is it nothing?
Words form a scene
Too beat to compete
Hummed for a price
Prized by no one
Is is nothing?
Is is nothing?
Blood adds a note
(Of) ash to your lip
Hue colored keep
Teeth fall to touch
Is it nothing?
Is it nothing?
Tamed poems pile
Pass meet and greet
Down the aisle so crammed
It's
All
A front for a small man
Hidden in his words so well
Ash lingers in spit
Masks banter missed
Is it nothing?
Is it nothing?
It's
All
A front for a small man
Hidden in his words so well

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