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Jul 2010
I’m counting on you
I’m counting your sins
Every lie
Is in my black book
I wear your eyes
Around my neck
Through eyes you see into one’s soul
Dusty and wounded
Your fingernails
Are in my pocket
All your hands have done
Is in my subconscious
Green notes and blue accords
Your songs are in my bellybutton
Written by
Katarina Arno
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