How's hope feeling today
Tired and sick of this place
Red wine is fast
At the lip of your glass
Saying, "I'm going to ruin"
Everything
Everything
So its better my sweet
That we hover like bees
'Cause there's no sure footing
No love, I believe
Tired and sick of this place
Red wine is fast
At the lip of your glass
Saying, "I'm going to ruin"
Everything
Everything
So its better my sweet
That we hover like bees
'Cause there's no sure footing
No love, I believe
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Fox Confessor Brings the Flood
The Worse Things Get, The Harder I Fight, The Harder I Fight, The More I Love You