Brightside - Curly Hair | Текст песни

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Wait. Are we doing the wrong or right thing?

Seafoam eyes, pale white like the moon
Jupiter and Saturn sing a different kind of tune
bordering July but you were born in June

Stones weigh worlds where twins surf mid air
horn crowned children tend to be unfair

Wait. Are we doing the wrong or right thing?

Tell me I was wrong. Get it off your chest.
a psychic premonition. Falling off was for the best
but you would never be the one to put it all the rest.

Give me time. Just let me stir my head.
I've got goals that you don't get.

Sleep is harder than it seems, alone under the sheets.
its only for a week.

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