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Your eyes So deadly in the night Rip the seems of my mouth apart Oh and sugary kisses have long since turned bitter Papery touches never leave traces But words are echoed deep in my skin Can't you hear The echoes of our love songs Spinning round and round Thinking we could've turned it all around Your laugh I can still hear in my dreams Tensing my muscles There is no right way to find a distraction What a cursed fatal attraction Papery touches never leave traces But words are echoed deep in my skin Can't you hear The echoes of our love songs Spinning round and round Thinking we could've turned it all around When I'm ready I'll say it God I beg you don't make it think it Overturned and done But I can still see through the page The traces of our bygone age Light touches deep cuts Sweet kisses numb hugs No easy way to find a distraction What an unfortunate fatal attraction Papery touches never leave traces But words are echoed deep in my skin Can't you hear The echoes of our love songs Spinning round and round Thinking we could've turned it all around Round and round Round and round Round turn it all around
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Dec 3, 2015
Dec 3, 2015 at 6:46 AM UTC
Bitter
Your eyes So deadly in the night Rip the seems of my mouth apart Oh and sugary kisses have long since turned bitter Papery touches never leave traces But words are echoed deep in my skin Can't you hear The echoes of our love songs Spinning round and round Thinking we could've turned it all around Your laugh I can still hear in my dreams Tensing my muscles There is no right way to find a distraction What a cursed fatal attraction Papery touches never leave traces But words are echoed deep in my skin Can't you hear The echoes of our love songs Spinning round and round Thinking we could've turned it all around When I'm ready I'll say it God I beg you don't make it think it Overturned and done But I can still see through the page The traces of our bygone age Light touches deep cuts Sweet kisses numb hugs No easy way to find a distraction What an unfortunate fatal attraction Papery touches never leave traces But words are echoed deep in my skin Can't you hear The echoes of our love songs Spinning round and round Thinking we could've turned it all around Round and round Round and round Round turn it all around
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Dec 3, 2015
Dec 3, 2015 at 6:46 AM UTC
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