lobster - circa 40 lyrics
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o’ this aimless pace
and my little tears
if only you’d explain
why there’s nothing here
in this vacant sp*ce
i ask for more than i can
are these chills on my nape
a helping hand
the wind knocked out of me
i hate the fact i let it go
milk drops in the sky
i love that i remember tasting them
o’ this aimless pace
and my deafened sobs
my soul so quickly fades
lay my head to rot
source: lyricsondemand.com/circa_40/lobster
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