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Touching flowers with your scream |
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Meeting sweets |
| [00:33.14] |
She smiles like cream |
| [00:37.59] |
When your hair hides melting grace |
| [00:44.19] |
Worn out minds won’t touch your face |
| [00:51.16] |
I am leaning far, too far above the ice |
| [00:58.12] |
So I’ll feed my hands with cheeks of other names |
| [01:04.39] |
I am lying under tons of porcine snow |
| [01:11.12] |
Polyester absorbs me |
| [01:25.93] |
Fawn at last my parents cried |
| [01:49.92] |
About my green and my last white |
| [01:56.50] |
Now my darling goes to him |
| [02:02.48] |
She will dare her cross’s skin |
| [02:09.53] |
I am leaning far, too far above the ice |
| [02:16.71] |
So I’ll feed my hands with cheeks of other names |
| [02:23.21] |
I am lying under tons of porcine snow |
| [02:29.74] |
Polyester absorbs me |
| [02:53.67] |
I’m using gloves |
