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Mother Tongue
A feral child I will live without a sound Slowly And cover me Dripping down the rooftops Slowly And... Cover me While the sinking feeling blooms Our secrets blow in southern winds Today is a good day to bury bad news
With my black lung Mother tongue I'm quiet With all my might I spin I live slowly
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com A feral child Quiet tides are carrying my fury And from outside I float within a blurry sky, lonely And now I find I have become A peaceful man with a loaded gun I'm hitching a ride A thorn in the side I live off the blood of a pelican
With my black lung Mother tongue I'm quiet With all my might I spin I live slowly
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