The Ghost Of The Mountain

Blood - Tired Pony This is it, this is it When will I learn to shut my mouth? It's alright, it's alright A love like ours is easy found. Is it fucked, is it fucked I chop through blood and bone for you? This is me, this is me A question mark in human

In those days, we were lions In those days, we were kings It's not one thing or the other It's all things all at once Ooh, I will love you better than him [x5] OOooh [x6] And these wings aren't for flying These wings are just for show It's years sinc