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green eyes, witch hands - south lyrics

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sunday, strike me in the middle of my mouth
i stay, straddled in the middle of the south
hearts sway, over you
i’m sick with your time
broad daylight poor, i’ve seen you fall

hesitate
soon or late
couldn’t be a better way
(everyone’s sucking up)
hand in hand
ashes land
rosie’s lost her mind again
(she stays full, but nothing lands)
far away
i could stay
on an epic holiday
(such an ordinary life)
cut and take
on the blade
through the head and to your brain
i think that nothing ever matters
no use in searching for a pattern
i think that nothing ever matters
no use in searching for a pattern
if i follow you around just like a dog
i might lose my senses, i see black and white and gold inside



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