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I load my hands with liquid sand,
Don't trust me - I am lost
Forever since today,
It's storming above my heart.
Dunno know how it came
A morning after that rain,
But I'm sure that I will forgive
'Till you clean my head of stains.
'Till you clean my head of stains.
'Till you clean my head of...

I cut my hair for something sad
As snow behind my door.
I can hate me if you want -
I'm just looking for myself
In wet and frozen pools.
September was for fools.
But I'm sure that I won't be dead
'Till you clean my head of stains.
'Till you clean my head of stains.
'Till you clean my head of...

I take your hand and ask to stay.
You're trying to complain.
Is it easier to be
With someone not like me?
You hurt me when you fight
For his expressive sight,
But I'm sure that you will be sad
'Till he cleans your head of stain.
'Till he cleans your head of stain.
'Till he cleans your head of...

'Till you clean my head of... (Someone, yeah!)
Does he clean your heart of?.. (Someone, yeah!)
'Till you clean my head of... (Someone, yeah!)
Does he clean your heart of?.. (Someone...)

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