cry to me from wooden benches, purses
close and sew your
you're kidding yourself
if you think you can find
the fractures in
buttercup you carry me faster than
i possibly, could overthrow
the sons
bloody mary's bleeding again
ceramically, live on tv, for all to
You were the sun and I was the moon
Then suddenly
Immaculate hearts agree
Your love can set me free
Don't be afraid
Missing you tonight
since you took that flight
because baby we're so
If I owed you better days in your mind
You'd
Sun burns the charcoal into fine glass
Beneath the coral undersea
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