I've drowned in high from
the ashes now
I can't recall your laughter
The smoke of every single grasp but ends of what's left over
And the lights in every broken blown out window screaming, laughing
I love to feel the course hang out
This is our revival
I can't recall your laughter
The smoke of every single grasp but ends of what's left over
And the lights in every broken blown out window screaming, laughing
I love to feel the course hang out
This is our revival
Writer(s): U. I. Gang
"Revival" (2017)
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