Heathens In Folerlmo

Leaves are turning into Dust
Fingers grasping at the cusp
To what level do we leave
What the system doesn't need
Free me free me free me from this dream
Free me free me free me from this dream
Leaves are turning into Dust
Fingers grasping at the cusp
To what level do we leave
What the system doesn't need



Credits
Writer(s): Chris Kazolides
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