Dead or alive
If the truth had incursions
No more goodbyes
No more big lies
If the truth had versions
As long as you and I are together
I'll hold onto the jewellery
Like staple strapped clenched fist and tongs
Hang strung from an empty nest
Those thieving birds
Hang strung from an empty nest
Lonely in life Dead or alive If the truth had incursions No more goodbyes No more big lies If the truth had versions As long as you and I are together I'll hold onto the jewellery Like staple strapped clenched fist and tongs Hang strung from an empty nest Those thieving birds Hang strung from an empty nest Explain Request ×
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