kids you'd never hang out with - frost bitten hands | Текст песни

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Would I be out of line wanting what was once mine?
I think we look fine beside one another.
I'm begging so the choice is not mine.

I never learned to be happy on my own, since you were always helping me.

One more attempt to give you my heart.
In hopes we would no longer stand apart.

I reached for you hands.
(mine were cold)
faint response.
"That's what pockets are for"

Surroundings familiar to my touch.
The scent of my heart's rust.
All come together with nails.
We heard the glass break, but the ship never set sail.

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