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Stories About Ourselves
Blue Christmas lights tell us stories about ourselves I saw you biting yours nails through a pane of glass in that restaurant late night conversations when you told me there were no stars just satellites
And I lay down in the shirt you used as a towel when there were none left and that the stars were a felt 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 blanket draped over tabletops of a smoke seeping factory (?) gestures
Bent puzzle pieces we are small cities tall buildings this glass flipper is giving me blisters now I'd prefer not
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