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Trash Panda - Junkyard God lyrics

Artist: Trash Panda

album: Valley of Junk


My knuckles are bleeding
On your front door
And these flowers are wilting
In the rain
They were for you
Now they're for no one
They are as meaningless
As mercenaries a time of peace
They are smoke
Twisting off the lips of a movie star
Here is a boy
With paper skin
Who longs to touch the girl
Of broken glass
She loves it when he wears
His skin like that
She loves it when he wears
His skin like that
In tatters
In tatters

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