Trixie Whitley - Soft Spoken Words

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Shadow on the steps of my, my darkest times
As I suffer escape from my crumbling spine
Tried to find shelter, found in the wildest nights
As I ran for miles to a faraway place
When your soft spoken words sound like machines in my ears
When your soft spoken words sound like machines in my ears
I dance no longer, get the masquerade
Still you embrace this blue mind’s eye
But all the times are times that I grow numb
Blind to the masterpiece of our love
When your soft spoken words sound like machines in my ears
When your soft spoken words sound like machines in my ears
When your soft spoken words sound like machines in my ears
When your soft spoken words sound like machines in my ears
Ya, Ohh, ooow
Ya, Ohh, ooow
Ya, Ohh, ooow
Ya, Ohh, ooow
When your soft spoken words sound like machines in my ears
When your soft spoken words sound like machines in my ears
When your soft spoken words sound like machines in my ears
When your soft spoken words sound like machines in my ears
When your soft spoken words sound like machines in my ears
When your soft spoken words sound like machines in my ears
When your soft spoken words sound like machines in my ears
When your soft spoken words sound like machines in my ears