Sunday Munich - Her Name | Текст песни

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It's never been easy for us, maybe it's worth it.
This all seems to come down.
When I'm still rubbing my eyes from sleep,
Confusion.
And I'm sure you think you won me over,
I just never know anymore.
Both are right answers, and maybe you're wrong.
For always soothing my, frantic mind and you say.

You say to give it time.
You say things will be fine.
You say you'll work this out but,
You don't know.

You say to give it time.
You say things will be fine.
You say you'll work this out but,
You don't know that for sure.

Like teasing blades on skin,
Supple subtle innuendoes medicate me.
I'm giving in.
Like needles in my brain,
Passionate remembrances to educate me.
I'm giving in again.
A cracked and fragile smile.
A failed attempt at innocence.
Is shuffling towards me, but something else is shuffling behind.
I ask myself, in a coital haze, whose face is staring out at me,
Whose face has come to devour me.

Nearly all I have it seems, and I'll never end up.
To have it around for you. And I, and I...
I can feel you, I can fill you in.
As long I keep you safe with me.
And warm, warm, and warm...
In all I give you.
Anything if that was enough.

Like teasing blades on skin,
Supple subtle innuendoes medicate me.
I'm giving in.
Like needles in my brain,
Passionate remembrances to educate me.
I'm giving in again.
A cracked and fragile smile.
A failed attempt at innocence.
Is shuffling towards me, but something else is shuffling behind.
I ask myself, in a coital haze, whose face is staring out at me,
Whose face has come to devour me.

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