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I know you
Like a cold winter morn.
I know you
A bound girl, a heart of glass.
Before the end comes,
Slash it just as it's deeply hidden.
Before the end comes,
Gently strain your ears and hear this sound.
I look at a white wall
And murmur that I'll show you
How to forget any time you want.
Alone, I play with dolls
As a rusty needle lowers
Onto an old grunge record.
I know you
Before the end comes...
I look at a white wall
And murmur that I'll show you
How to forget any time you want.
Alone, I drink down melancholy
As a rusty needle lowers
Onto an old grunge record.
I look at a white wall
And murmur that I'll show you
How to forget any time you want.
Alone, I play with dolls
As a rusty needle lowers
Onto an old grunge record.