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RickoLus
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Theatre Eleven
You wear the bones I broke for you Made out of milk and yellowed books You paint your shoes to match the news We found a room to break into And calculate the space between our souls and sacred sex With the moaning of a cannon blast into the night A river bled out of your head And I dove in to raise your feet This is not how it ends I see a bridge to send surrender of the gate To some great depth I fight with poison You fight with fists We drank too much on Halloween Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com But ended up under your sheets with glitter on our lips And hands a contract written on our faces maps Our fingers trace across our skin Conquering the stupid things We hide behind the walls We were born with conversations at their best Will never pull an apple off of a tree Do you see me Do you see me now Before we sleep We both say good night
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