Corridors of Nothing Menopause Songtext
von Mark Sheeky
Corridors of Nothing Menopause Songtext
Agh! Oh how I burn
For that which will never be mine
Shivering thin branch, me
My forebearers weep
Agh! Oh how I burn
For the corridor is long and black
Lined with closed doors
A crisp light around their edge
Voices ever beyond
My forebearers weep
God! Where are you?!
There was no answer
For that which will never be mine
Shivering thin branch, me
My forebearers weep
Agh! Oh how I burn
For the corridor is long and black
Lined with closed doors
A crisp light around their edge
Voices ever beyond
My forebearers weep
God! Where are you?!
There was no answer
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