Octane twisted
Porcupine tree
We go following sorrow to feel your
Blood spilling out of the reeds there
Give me a sign I can breathe air
Blood flowing out of the stream there
Blood spilling out of the reeds there
Give me a sign I can breathe air
Blood flowing out of the stream there
(give me something new please, something I can love)
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