Daphne Loves Derby
We Bet The Willing
The root of your tongue
Is losing grip of your heart
You're carving your way
Straight to the bones in your grave
And this is how we carry our ancient burdens
Long forgotten to protect
The root of your tongue
Is losing grip of your heart
You're carving your way
Straight to the bones in your grave
And this is how we carry our ancient burdens
Long forgotten to protect