[...]
Hear it now.
Hear the rain in my chest
And now it’s pouring…
I’m making a watery grave for our world
While she eats the salt off my face.
Love lives in red hair
and in the past
and under water
[...]
Hear it now.
Hear the rain in my chest
And now it’s pouring…
I’m making a watery grave for our world
While she eats the salt off my face.
Love lives in red hair
and in the past
and under water
[...]
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