“My Knuckles Were Bruised Like Violets Lyrics” sung by Taylor Swift represents the English Music Ensemble. The name of the song is Great War by Taylor Swift.
My Knuckles Were Bruised Like Violets Lyrics
My knuckles were bruised like violets
Sucker punching walls
Cursed you as I sleep talked
Spineless in my tomb of silence
Tore your banners down
Took the battle underground
And maybe it was egos swinging
Maybe it was her
Flashes of the battle come back to me in a blur
All that bloodshed, crimson clover
Uh-huh, sweet dream was over
My hand was the one you reached for
All throughout the Great War
Always remember, uh-huh
Tears on the letter, I vowed
Not to cry anymore
If we survived the Great War
You drew up some good faith treaties
I drew curtains closed
Drank my poison all alone
You said I have to trust more freely
But diesel is desire
You were playing with fire
And maybe it’s the past that’s talking
Screaming from the crypt
Telling me to punish you for things you never did
So I justified it
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