Lyrics:
Nymphaeaceae 'Neath the writhing reeds Trying to grow itself free Hears the sun sing loud You wear that hurt like it's armor Only harms ya
Nymphaeaceae 'Neath the writhing reeds Trying to grow itself free Hears the sun sing loud You wear that hurt like it's armor Only harms ya
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