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Trevor Hall Trevor Hall Live

Spark a match and watch the candle burn the wick runs out and love takes its turn on fallen angels and broken sounds we will last past the final round

Taste this peace it will make you weak in the knees make you want to plant unity with all your apple seeds we're going to mix a mixture to create a portrait

of all of it all i got is this box of strings am i really bringing anything why do i question love when it burns so deep inside my chest why do i live