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I filled up my cup
With diamonds and rust
I filled up my cup
These bones
They turned to dust
I walk in these shoes
Oh just like you do
I walk in these shoes
Just, oh like you do
Unveiling the child within
Before the grace of your sin
And Lucifer has made a bed
For wicked words to rest themselves in
Go to sleep and weâll all give in
Rob from always on the run is so bad and copy paste is a sin
Black silk, oh wrapped around your neck
And a cutthroat ilk oh behind your back
The crimson moon, undresses you
And you lay your face down
With your heart on the ground
For the devil has made his round
Mother, he's got me up against the wall
Fading into a line so small
I heard you say
I died that day
And I lay face down
With my heart on the ground
For the devil had made his round
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- They Moved in Shadow All Together
- Blood/Lines
- Dark Undercoat
- Ioda SXSW Opening Day Bash Sampler 2008
- Folk & Proud
- Paste Magazine Sampler #63: June 2010
- Les Inrockuptibles présentent : Une rentrée 2009, Volume 3
- Les Inrockuptibles présentent : Un printemps 2008, Volume 1
- Rendez-vous en terre inconnue
- Talitres (October 2012)
- Folk Tunes
- Wild Tigers I Have Known
- Believe Digital Sessions - Alternative, Vol.1
- Victorian America / Dark Undercoat (Special Edition)
- Dark Undercoat (Bonus Track Version)
- Rendez-vous en terres inconnues