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I can't wait 'til/ You're tightly wrapped around me
Suffocate me/ Like a black bee/ Or a bridge collapsing onto me
We're counting crows in our heads/ Then double down rabbit-styled into bed
Nestled in our burrows/ We're still starving/ Always waiting to be fed
And someday we'll/ Both depart our bodies
And like twin flames/ Fuse/ And then we'll just be
A ruby arc in the sky/ Face to face with the stars of the night
And down by the mill vanes/ How they're all just gaping at the sight
And when day breaks/ The trees that are surrounding
They will catch flames/ And scream until the crows sing
Ballads of the past/ Never meant to last the test of time
But while we're breathing/ There will always be reason to the rhyme
We're counting crows
We're counting crows
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Heaven (I Monster cover)
06:07
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I look at you
And before my eyes it's true
The girl of my dreams
Is not quite what she seems
Open your door
Turn on the light
Show me some more
Tell me it's alright
Heaven is inside you
Heaven when I ride you
Heaven do you want me
Is heaven just in my mind?
I look at you
At everything you do
The words in your head
Still remain unsaid
Open you eyes
Inflatable girl
Lose the disguise
Release me from your spell
Heaven is inside you
Heaven when I ride you
Heaven do you want me
Is heaven just in my mind?
Heaven is inside you
Heaven when I ride you
Heaven do you want me
Is heaven just in my mind?
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Nowhere Knows
05:45
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Nowhere knows just what we've seen
Those twisted and torn silicone dreams
So, now there's no one left among the leaves
There's just plenty of room for us to stretch and breathe
And I'm choking on a tripping clock
And my mind drips without pause
Won't you slow it down? Because I can't feel my face
And all these words just have no taste...
Now, nowhere knows just how to tease
To relax, release; To put my mind at ease
And now she's pulling out all of my teeth
She says that our love is all I need to keep myself sustained
And broken bells ring out songs of lonely homes
And aurora sings for all the unknown
Won't you slow it down? Because I can't feel my face
And all these words just have no taste...
And you joke now, but I see that you have no grace
And all these wounds just scream in a silent praise...
And all these words, they just have no taste
And all these wounds just scream out... they scream out...
And all these words, they just seem so out of place
And all these wounds, they just scream out....
They just scream out...
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Trust This Ghost Chicago, Illinois
A Chicago-based alternative rock act with a penchant for existentialism, esotericism, and psychedelia. Trust This Ghost is rooted in singer-songwriter and folk tendencies but filtered through a kaleidoscopic prism of post-punk and elevator music.
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