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A deep sore dragged through ages
 The sores are my own, I know
 ♪
 Wounds collected through a lifetime
 And wisdom I pick up along the way
 I received the spit from a snake
 And the snare cut real deep
 I was caught in her womb
 Something spreading in my veins
 ♪
 Those walls I faced alone
 I crept on bounded knees
 The own will just vanished
 I wept my compassion away
 I wept my compassion away
 ♪
 With tears that flooded your heart
 No river leads back to mine
 I bow down in soil and whisper
 I gather strength to spread the disease
 A deep sore dragged through ages
 The sores are my own, I know
 Wounds collected through a lifetime
 And wisdom I pick up along the way
 I received the spit from a snake
 And the snare cut real deep
 I was caught in her womb
 Something spreading in my veins
 With tears that flooded your heart
 No river leads back to mine
 I bow down in soil and whisper
 I gather strength to spread the disease
 

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Duration
08:09
Key
1
Tempo
129 BPM

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