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would you turn into blood to float in my vains to fill my heart to cover my lips and to drip into the drain still confidence remains the same we?re sinking like stones and wait at the bottom line we?re falling like leaves under a steel sky we taste like cold air there?s something we should share Letras de canciones tasting milk on my tongue melting slowly I know that I belong among the unholy some pictures to paste at least there?s no accounting for taste chorus ... we?re stuck in our wheelchair we try to make our way downstairs we?re sinking like stones and wait at the bottom line we?re falling like leaves under a steel sky we taste like cold air there?s something we should share From Letras Mania