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Bring me this plague She took a dring Those nicotine stains On his every word My scavenger quilt Will only hide the truth Bring Me Bring me this plague I count the days to find what was left behind only these names i clutch will lead me to my home Somehow this river marks a wrinkle hand in mine And everyday that parts the water into two Mothers and fathers start to drown the living proof I can't remember these lakes of blood Wrapped in a blanket, There sweats a cut From Letras Mania