Messes - Cults | Текст песни

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Is this everything that you remember? Asking for scripts so you can go outside?
So its made its way into your wires.
But I grew up comfortable, folks are still together.
I never wanted you to find me, it all just fell into place while you were writing out notes on the back of a birthday card.

Quiet home, we're building on top of your bones.

I'm doing the same, I'm doing just fine. I've always been a confident liar--at least I'm confident.

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