Quitter Contrails Letras:
blood work done will say we're poison i will
taste from your lips will you taste from my lips
to be sure we'll sit here turning blue together
one final collapse of our union is well deserved
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goodbye surrounded by his tribe shaman tells of
men in the sky no one will believe the contrails
in the sky will prove him right fell in love with
isolation an obvious thought given time to reflect
on events we're finding blessing in departure a
slowly decaying resolve to set forth alone i wish
you well
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