iris hannon - split story lyrics
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the phantom of the opera and the smell of tar
on a hot day, my dad when he’s yelling at cars
in the road cause they’re getting too close
you and i, we used to be too close, too
holding your hand at a car show
the pleasures and perils of being alone
but together we weren’t alone
staring at big shiny toy cars that meant for the modern world
glass cars, ship bottles filled with your cologne
[?] september as [?] starry home
the needles in thе carpet that are picking my heels again
fear i might losе it and forget how to feel again
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