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[ti:Brother Bryan] |
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[ar:Waxahatchee] |
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[al:Cerulean Salt] |
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[offset:0] |
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I said to you on the night that we met |
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"I am not well" |
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Our habits secrete to the sidewalk and street our civic hell |
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And we covet the dark share a cab to the park |
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And you'll let me speak of bearings undone |
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Silver hair in the sun |
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We are only 30% dead and our parents go to sleep early |
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We destroy all of our esteem and the sunlight |
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Starts to shine through the trees |
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And the noise on this block keeps |
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My mind interlocked and unfastened |
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And the struggle sheds skin |
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Heavy breath is a deadly assassin |
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My sister's eyes flood like rivers of wine in your absence |
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So we echo each song to which you'd sing along |
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A circuit hymn and we'll sing it again |
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And we'll smoke til our pockets are empty |
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A person cannot live without sleep |
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And you can't hold up a story so heavy |
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We tell it so rarely |
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And in this place I think about you |
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The spirits and veins that you run through |
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And in this place I think about you |
