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When you’re old and open your eyes
Running water through your hands
Cleansing dirt you tried to hide
Will I be in your hands
Clouded games
A mist in your smile
Wearing thin
Like the gloss of your tan
Making out and making it right
Fades to grey like the warmth of your hand
Heart drive
Erasing your file
Mellon lips and crooked teeth
Chilly palms and clingy thighs
Tender stroke from a hand so bleak
:|| I’ll be damned if I let it go
I feel for her like I feel for snow
I played it fair and dyed my hair
I’ll leave the house like she left me then ||:
I’ll be damned if I let it go
I feel for her like I feel for snow
I walked in there with my best friend
I’ll leave the house like she left me then
Tired of my laments
Memories still aching
Meaning fall in hatred
I’m trying hard to fake it
You hide in falling clouds
It’s not okay for you to haunt me
Like a memory on my phone, drown
And though I feel it pouring out
It’s like a well without a lever
It’s pouring out forever
You hide in falling clouds
It’s not okay for you to haunt me
Like a melody on my phone now
And though I feel it pouring out
It’s like a well without a lever
It’s pouring out forever