I'm sitting alone catching old fires
To be here, always here
Break all the bones, take all the lights
With so much fear, getting old with me
We've been walking alive
We're not too late to be pretty inside
Bottle Of Age lyrics by Walkstones. I'm sitting alone catching old fires To be here, always here Break all the bones, take all the lights With so much fear,...
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I'm sitting alone catching old fires
To be here, always here
Break all the bones, take all the lights
With so much fear, getting old with me
We've been walking alive
We're not too late to be pretty inside
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