Текст песни Daughter - The woods

I asked saint Christopher to find your sister She ran out in the woods and it was certain then were trying to stop the winter killing all they could And I pray aloud for you And I look out for you We are what we are Don’t need no excuses for the scars from our mothers and we know what we know cuz we’re made of all the little bones of our fathers And I pray aloud for you And I look out for you And I pray aloud for you And I look out for you I asked saint Christopher to find your sister she ran out in the woods
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