An Atlantic Escape - Catching Ourselves | Текст песни

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• An Atlantic Escape
• Catching Ourselves

Such a bitter tea
in the morning as usual
We are swimming in glasses
under the ice
Living in TV show
planing our breathes
Instead of pixels in the posters
we’re just a modern device

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We are so cold
And lost in fears
We are the same waves
But on the different airs

We lost ourselves
And we lost each other
Swallow up a sunshine
On a glamorous covers


You are the sweetest one
just like I am
We gonna mix our bodies
in a palette and then
You’ll colour with us
stripes in a fan
We’ll be so close but not together
we are the batteries in a walkman

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You are the fastest one
just like I am
Butterflies will
mix our bodies and then
You’ll bring a little bit more
sparcles on a fan
We’ll be so close but not together
we are the batteries in a walkman

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