Dialogue With A Question Mark
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Lyrics
Dancing around, into the isle and into the yard. Yes, we are practicing for war. Beg for your face. Beg for your fingertips. The request; the response. The emeralds of all we claim cost nothing unless we walk off stage and then bury it for all to see. Precious diamonds.
Audio Features
Song Details
- Duration
- 02:13
- Key
- 5
- Tempo
- 107 BPM