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weary from the war as I stumble into fortune strike a deal with a witch and cut off her head with pockets full of gold, boy, I journey into town and trade my scuffed boots for bribes and burberry
became the talk of the town though the heart remained mute as I fed the poor with the king's cutlery locked in towers behind walls comes some divination where true love was promised to me
on a black dog black burning eyes come carry you here to my room dark to one spark and i have your heart but as quick as you come, you're always gone so soon soon, soon, soon gone so soon, soon, soon gone so soon, soon, soon always gone so soon
and now I live alone in this dirty old attic and my friends have no strength to climb up the stairs so in the dark (dark), I spark (spark) a small box of tinder and your love is ferried to here
on a black dog black burning eyes come carry you here to my room dark to one spark and I have your heart but as quick as you come, you're always gone so soon, soon, soon gone so soon, soon, soon gone so soon, soon, soon always gone so soon so soon
why does no flame here last for long? oh no, no spark rides dark for long oh no a thousand kisses are no judas kicking in to stop me from trying to start a fire start the fire start the fire, fire, fire, fire, fire, fire, fire deep down in me Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
