The Mend Songtext
von Tendon Levey
The Mend Songtext
I will not follow dread
To its outer skirts
I will not brood like helpless sport
Until sore contused
In the dress room
They′ll keep a jealous pain
It will not fool me at all
And they re-sort you
And they re-sort you
To its outer skirts
I will not brood like helpless sport
Until sore contused
In the dress room
They′ll keep a jealous pain
It will not fool me at all
And they re-sort you
And they re-sort you
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