Текст песни Confessor

Pack up and leave everyday

I plant the seed to rip the roots away

And I believe every word you say calls the thunder

And spooks off the pain

And through the windows in the chapel

Is laying in the morning light

Every wick and every candle

Is laying in the morning

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I confess

At the hem of your dress

I confess

To spook off the pain

Is when I always catch you laughing

At the cusp of everyday

Is when I always catch you grinning

It suits you well