Oratory of the Jigsaw (Live)
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Lyrics
When the teeth can hold back the gears when the stitches are all that hold the scars together and the lakes dry up like deserts is that when I will have my way when there is nothing left to savour I am sure that's how we'll be petty to the last drop broken to the last breath damned till I fold into quarters
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Song Details
- Duration
- 03:54
- Key
- 8
- Tempo
- 110 BPM