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Letras:Sin Fang Bous. A Fire To Sleep In.

A fire to sleep in, a place to wet the skin
That just never be over feeling painful to get bitter as we grow older

I can dream, so can you
I try my best to get through her
Stones and trees, bend your knees
Slept for days in the rust and sea

Crush it, spend this heart
You know mine burns to tire

((((The lie that fell apart hit you to harden them other ones))))

I saw the pink in your eyes
You only saw the past in mine

Sometimes I think of you
The bitter rot you do

The pity some people told me
Don't mean less to you

She's so hungry but she won't eat
He's so tired but he can't sleep
Even the stars and fire won't cut down the trees
Pull down your eyelids in the past with me

There I felt the truth - He don't need someone new

Sometimes I think of you
The bitter rot you do
The pity some people told me
Don't mean less to you