Each Man Kills The Thing He

Gavin Friday&The Man S Each Man Kills The Thing He專輯

3.Apologia

Just a penny for the poor i ask. for a love that was strong and
fast. oh! this judas betrayal was with more than a kiss. things
are not always what they seem. lover, liar ... friend or foe? to
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Teal and borrow then throw it away. 'i've no regrets, nothing
lost or gained'. easy words for the brave to say. now sorrow, it
digs away at its own grave. to have or to have not, is al
T i have got. i see no hope in those eyes as they close. so sing
a song for this bleeding love, for a life that we'll never know.
streets paved with silver, dreams made in gold, and as these icy
S, they sing, who will know what this night will bring. the envy
eats nothing but its own. to have or to have not, is all that i
have got. i see no hope in those eyes as they close. just a
penny
The poor i ask. for a love that was strong and fast. oh! this
judas betrayal was with more than a kiss.