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Cries Too Hard
作詞:Timothy Freedman
Torch the moon, burn the schools She wrote in red on her bedroom wall, 'Nothing's pure' The paint runs to the floor
She laughs too easily and cries too hard Shouldn't drink alone, the colors run How can she forgive when we know well what we do?
Feather scratches on her wrist Dry run with a bread knife for a final twist もっと沢山の歌詞は ※ Mojim.com It wouldn't be for show if it should come to this
She was born to feel it all, to see it all When I feel so lightly, it's still burning brightly And she won't look away
Torch the moon, burn the schools Why, it's a man making all the rules Frida Kahlo poster on her door
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