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literalhat - fictophile lyrics

she said it’s not my fault
that it all fell down
so close your windows, lock your doors
i can’t help feeling i’m forgetting something
you used to paint me pictures now
you only paint my wall
i’m worried that i’ve started something
built on lies and alcohol
i want to sit down on the floor
become a worn out metaphor
but still there’s something, probably nothing
that brings a phaser to my door
i used to count the times that i’ve woken up past ten
i tell myself what’s done is done
but i know i’ll drink next week again
i suggest we let things rest
till i come down or until you drown
cause you’re all i’ve got left in this town
and i need time and you need wine
so grab a jacket, grab your phone
i’ve heard it’s pretty cold outside

i suggest we let things rest
till i come down or until you drown
cause you’re all i’ve got left in this town
and i need time and you need wine
so grab a jacket, grab your phone
i’ve heard it’s pretty cold outside

- literalhat lyrics

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