Nagano Bus Stop in Nagano-cho, Minamata City, Kumamoto Pref, Japan. #japanesecountryside
[Music] My lover’s got humor. She’s the giggle at a funeral. Knows everybody’s disapproval. I should have woripped her sooner. If the heavens ever did speak, she’s the last true mouthpiece. Every Sunday’s getting more bleed. A fresh poison each week. We were born sick. You heard them say it. My church offers no absolutes. She tells me worship in the bedroom. The only heaven I’ll be sent to is when I’m alone with you. I was born sick, but I love you. Command me to be with him. [Music]
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いいですね