Quiet Lights - Throat Cut | Текст песни

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lights bright, rainy street
drops fly, cars speed by
used to hear your voice, empty space
ringing out in the midnight hour

footsteps echo on the wooden boards
throat cut in the midnight hour


one more drink in a broken mug
branches bare, shadows shift
thinking how you used to laugh
echoing in the empty rooms

footsteps echo on the wooden boards
throat cut

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