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Waxahatchee
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Half Moon
Curious impulse drifting slow in a state In the darkness, in music, our imperfect escape You're a good girl, a daughter of liars avenged And you paint such a picture, the departed, unhinged You make a splash
You're adored by strangers through glass When we fuck up our rhythm this idea is a curse I invite myself in and I think I kissed you first But this glimpse at the past, it is tattered and trite
Our love tastes like sugar but it pulls all the life out of me 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 Out of me
You cry to an old friend, to a hole in your heart To a ghost in the fading strokes of your glorious art And she lied when she said she would call you today And you know I couldn't blame her The pain that you make It never dies I hung it up in a wistful disguise
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