Linkin park Black Birds HD VIDEO, HQ SOUND
I drop to the floor like I did before Stop watching, I m coughing, I can t be more What I want and what I need are at constant war Like a well full of poison, a rotten core The blood goes thin, the fever stings And I shake from the hell that the habits bring Let the sick ones down, the bells will ring Put pennies on the eyes, let the dead men sing With Blackbirds following me I m digging out my grave They close in, swallowing me The pain, it comes in waves I m getting back what I gave
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