Meet Me at the Tavern in Bowerstone

Gatsbys American Dream

Got a brand new face
So brittle it falls to pieces
My bones are charred and soon I am ash
And I'm clinging to all my soft wickedness

Songwriters
Rudy Gajadhar;Kirk Huffman;Robert Darling;Nicholas NewshamPublished by
GATSBYS AMERICAN PUBLISHING

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