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claire cronin - tourniquet lyrics

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[verse 1]
it’s a spell you’re running from
i know it well—
sugar is sweeter in h+ll
the cough of cymbals, a victory bell
a parade for your years of good service
invisible, back+breaking, not worth it

[verse 2]
by the time i left, i was vacant
a haunted house with no bas+m+nt
if you hate the night, then replace it
with visions of light underground
dissolvable, impossible, transparent

[verse 3]
first it’s green and green
then the weather speaks
(at least that’s how it appeared to me)
some unholy ghost in a cotton sheet
a kid disguised as a tourniquet
a sacrifice, a kitchen knife, so burn it

- claire cronin lyrics

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