Nobody calls you dreary Nothing
Nobody loves you like the dying men
And their black psalms to the rising moon
Hold the darkest deal
The night surrounds your soul and thoughts
Until the red ending line
Nobody calls you dreary Nothing
Nobody loves you like the dying men
And their black psalms to the rising moon
Gave up your needs
To release their dreams
Taste the bitter hands of another useless man
Sexores - Ballad of a Girl Named Nothing Lyrics
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Sexores - Ballad of a Girl Named Nothing Lyrics
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Nobody calls you dreary Nothing
Nobody loves you like the dying men
And their black psalms to the rising moon
Hold the darkest deal
The night surrounds your soul and thoughts
Until the red ending line
Nobody calls you dreary Nothing
Nobody loves you like the dying men
And their black psalms to the rising moon
Gave up your needs
To release their dreams
Taste the bitter hands of another useless man
Nobody loves you like the dying men
And their black psalms to the rising moon
Hold the darkest deal
The night surrounds your soul and thoughts
Until the red ending line
Nobody calls you dreary Nothing
Nobody loves you like the dying men
And their black psalms to the rising moon
Gave up your needs
To release their dreams
Taste the bitter hands of another useless man
Writer: David Yépez
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