Sunday Munich - Charisma | Текст песни

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The way every kiss seemed a convenient accident
And how I miss you while you're sleeping
And how you look at me when you think I'm thinking
And even with the mess we're in it's still unique and sneaking
You slowed so soft when you saw that I was bleeding
You're eyes ate up more light usual
All the haircuts gone by while bided my time
Looking for the boy in the photograph
Ridding each other of the parasites we've invented
To keep the room whispering when we wished it to be quiet

Agreed to keep the insides inside outsides in a hangover
The rest spilling over into telephone lines
Creep around the mines 'til we get to know each better
Maybe together we can get better

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