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Alohaha
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Nausea
Our voices joined in a high note, now over Breathless we fall Caught in the hanging cords, now silent Grabbed my hand in the nausea
I made a bed out of irony Lie with me And my broken bones Deliberating Cheek to cheek In the final blow
I'll lay you down in the quiverying grass 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 Your leg so frail that you craw after your convictions My skin beings to pale, in the dark I grab your hand, in the nausea
I made a bed out of irony Lie with me And my broken bones Deliberating Cheek to cheek In the final blow
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