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Sheets
03:10
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We share thirty seven stitches
Under your older brothers sheets
And for every single one
I will swear an oath to love you
For as long as you want me to
My hands and fingers wander off
Taking a stroll on your thin wrists
Invisible patterns on your skin
Your smile: bright pink - and mostly gum
As our pale skin collides again
We move in symbiotic rhythm
Organic bliss in every word
And I pray to the morning sun
For it to let this stay intact
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You were never really there, you kept watching us from above
Whenever I came around, you were busy losing diamonds in the sky
Can't you see that you're tearing down our morning sun?
Heaven is collapsing on my shoulders, and I fall naked onto
The ceramic tiles
You were quick to fade away, in a cloud of drugs and former lovers
I'd like to quote that song, about how no oath can be assured
Because you sure showed me, whatever I'm told, it's not the truth
Every word is corrupted by your memory, and they fall naked onto
The ceramic tiles
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Interlocking Hands
04:26
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Across the train tracks, in some town, long forgotten - we ran to save ourselves
Tying torn up shoelaces in the drunken haze of night
I fell over and you took my hand
Drew our ashes from the ground
I swore, I’d never look at you again
Yet here we are, a picture perfect comedy
We act, as if nothing ever happened
Like a trial, exempt from every witness
Against the brick wall on the bench, by the school - a grove of sweet relief
Our exhaled ashes touches in the air,
like a pair of interlocking hands
I swore, I’d never look at you again
Yet here we are, a picture perfect comedy
We act, as if nothing ever happened
Like a trial, exempt from every witness
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Ashamed
07:14
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Naked on your bathroom floor
My hair in the toilet bowl
Your hands on my naked back
I feel so fucking lonely
Even though you are here
Right next to me love
And all I think really recall is
How your face was red
Looking as if you were ashamed
Were you ashamed of me?
Were you ashamed of us?
(Naked on your bathroom floor)
Were you ashamed of me?
Were you ashamed of us?
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White Spine Shore Malmö, Sweden
white spine shore
pilsner diseases
slippery metzenbaum
electrochemical mammography
tycoon insides
indium insinuation
old songs by clara moodysson
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