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Ye Old Hope



Florence And The Machine - Ye Old Hope - Текст песни

Old hope, got stuck in your throat, 
Wound it's way round your neck 
And caused you to choke.
Old hope, made of rope, 
That held you tight as the chair legs broke.

When they found you hanging in the wood, 
You said at least now I don't have to kind nor good. 
I'll be cruel and I'll be obscene, 
Tear out my tongue, 
'Cause I've been redeemed.

When they found you hanging in the wood, 
You said at least now I don't have to be kind nor good. 
I'll be cruel and I'll be obscene, 
Tear out my tongue, 
'Cause I've been redeemed.

Save my blushes for the grave, 
No shy glance, no coy restraint, 
And I won't hang my head, 
And I won't repent, 
Won't face the wall and count to ten

5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10... 

Well they tore you down 
And they tore out your tongue, 
And they made you kneel 
For all the things that you'd done. 
But you wouldn't cry, 
You wouldn't beg, 
You just screamed 
And tore out your teeth instead.

And when they found you hangin in the woods, 
You said at least now I don't have to be kind nor good. 
I'll be cruel and I'll be obscene 
Tear out my tongue, 
I've been redeemed.
   
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