Wye Oak | Durée : 03:40
I am nothing without pretend I know my faults Can't live with them I am nothing without a man I know my thoughts But I can't hide them Must you keep my baby teeth In the bedside table with my jewelry You still sleep in the bed with me My jewelry, and my baby teeth I don't need another friend When most of them I can barely keep up with them Perfectly able to hold my own hand But I still can't kiss my own neck I wanted yo give you everything But I still stand in awe of superficial things I wanted to love you like My mother's mother's mother's did Civilian, civilian
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