Texty:
Trophy Scars Sand In The Sea

The way you'd close your eyes Your lashes against mine The way you used to smile I'd bite my lip and smile The glacier looked so sweet You said you'd

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the questions, the stories, who needs them Lalalalalala There's more truth in whispers and blisters and snow flakes Cause they can only dissolve Write it all down in the sand

He shrugs off a light bulb in front of you A man, a priest, a ghost and a prostitute They ask to see what is inside of you Bones and strings, a heart