This Corpse I Call Home Lyrics – Post Funeral Sex
Singer: Post Funeral Sex
Title: This Corpse I Call Home
Dark skies ahead
And I’m scared of getting wet
I’m pathetic, I’m small
One person, I will fall
Since when did the moon look so beautiful?
Oh, you know I’m a mess
Choke myself on my regrets
And yes, I confess I’m scared of what comes next
But I will lie and say that I’m doing my best
I’m not an artist, I’m a mess
I’m a mess
I’m not an artist, I’m a mess
I’m a mess
I’m not an artist, I’m a mess
I’m a mess
I’m not an artist, I’m a mess
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This Corpse I Call Home – Terjemahan / Translation
Langit gelap di depan
Dan aku takut basah
Saya menyedihkan, saya kecil
Satu orang, aku akan jatuh
Sejak kapan bulan terlihat sangat cantik?
Oh, kau tahu aku berantakan
Tersedak diriku pada penyesalanku
Dan ya, saya akui saya takut apa yang terjadi selanjutnya
Tetapi saya akan berbohong dan mengatakan bahwa saya melakukan yang terbaik
Saya bukan seorang seniman, saya berantakan
Saya berantakan
Saya bukan seorang seniman, saya berantakan
Saya berantakan
Saya bukan seorang seniman, saya berantakan
Saya berantakan
Saya bukan seorang seniman, saya berantakan
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Lyrics Post Funeral Sex – This Corpse I Call Home
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