Island Of Lost Lucys Lyrics

Days of the phase of Lucy crying
Says don't shoot, I'm already dying

You have made you mark an holy ground
Now you can't be found
Love will take you down

Writing her slot for "The Snot Renditions"
Lost the last ones - "The Unconditions"

They're not even worth their weight in tears But they sum the years
When no one came around

This time you'll be around
To see the celling - gray in sorrow
Piss down and so you'll find
The same old voices
Raised tomorrow
Breaking, cracking
Gossiping away

Like the days of Lucy crying

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