The Wytches - Burn Out The Bruise | Текст песни

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I show no emotion on the catwalk
and I cried fifteen times in and out of my head

I drew pictures of you drowning in my soup
then your claws slipped through like I was made out of glue

but it wasn’t enough to help you burn out the bruise

burn out of the bruise, burn out of the bruise
burn out of the bruise, burn out of the bruise
burn out of the bruise like I was made out of glue

I show no conclusion in the depths of
spending your money to border my health

I drew pictures of you clinging onto my shoes
then you struggled through like I was made out of glue

but the mice, the mice, the mice, the mice, the mice weren’t heavy enough to break the ice

burn out of the bruise, burn out of the bruise, burn out of the bruise
and burn, burn, burn, burn, burn

you’re the only one who isn’t mine
and you're already mine
and you're already mine
and you're already mine

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