Anberlin





Anberlin - The feel good drag



Your drab eyes seem to invite
(tell me darling) Where do we begin.
Was this over before...
before it ever began?
Your kiss, your calls, your crutch
Like the devil's got your hand
This was over before
Before it ever began
Your lips, your lies, your lust
Like the devil's in your hands



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