New Native

New Native

Оригинальный текст и слова песни coughing ashes:
bitter taste, i can feel my pulse cave in
collecting dust on shelves above
locking myself inside my walls and let myself rot here

sweet...
Оригинальный текст и слова песни Twisting:
My mind is occupied by demons
They whisper to me in a way I wish I wouldn't like
The blood in my veins is slowly heating up, I feel it burning...

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