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Hermitage

アーティスト:Vic Chesnutt  アルバム:Left To His Own Devices 

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Sitting here resting my bones, fanning my affliction Wishing I had a few clones, to act as stand in But here at the hermitage, I am privileged, with solitude, and self-cooked food? And crying time, and quirks of mind.? x2 Chesnutt's chewing his nails, the Zen of self-mutilation Forgetting all that life entails, sinking in a silly stagnation But here at the hermitage I am privileged with solitude, and self-cooked food, and crying time, and quirks of mind Caper, if you flaunt it then you want/got to stop in the Caper


投稿者: PetitLyrics
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