up with your turret
aren't we just terrified? shale, screen your worry from what you won't ever find don't let it fool you don't let it fool you down dancing round, folds in the gown sea and the rock below cocked to the undertow bones blood and teeth erode, they will be crashing low wings wouldn't help you wings wouldn't help you down down towards the ground, gravity smiled you barely are blinking wagging your face around when'd this just become a mortal home? won't, won't, won't, won't won't let you talk me won't let you talk me down will pull it taut, nothing let out roslyn//bon iver |
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