Tall Grass
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Lyrics
My mind is ready to die Seeds of infertility Are growing in to ghostly trees Taking root in some selfish pleas (?) Forgiven for being born ugly Set free on a bitter wind There is no high high enough No love keeps you satisfied A rotting eternity in your heart Desperate lovers in an old house Slowly burning through the ground Will one day be entirely forgotten When little feet walk tall grass
Audio Features
Song Details
- Duration
- 02:15
- Key
- 2
- Tempo
- 100 BPM