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HNging on
I’m hanging on
HNging on
but YH,
yeah
I’m hanging on
and they’re nightingales
LPS
on my lips
preTND you’re some
LVR
lover
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BRK
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I sought out some mystic cliche and stared at my sign and read my tarot cards and slept with cloves and dreamt of a river running through my mouth and oh, what does it mean?
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BRK LVR HNging on
to our dreams
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break
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so I slept in sand, my bathtub up to the edge with what you said we could make love on - but it went dark, gritty mud between fingers around my shoulders - but you said it was good but you she said he said it was good - hey, don’t cry LVR, what more could you want?

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break
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hey you sold your body to my silver nightingale dreams, what more could I want?