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Creature Comfort Songtext
von Dwellers

Creature Comfort Songtext

I cut off my hair
I sold it to a witch
Been feeling her strange
Medicine


I cannot deny what I am, under the sun
I cannot deny my creature, his comfort

Feeling a little salt
In my wounds that you gave
But you made a choice
Now I have to run away

I cannot deny what I am, under the sun
I cannot deny my creature, his comfort

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