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Pressed unto us flesh still sickly sweet [00:00:22]
With scents of love but lost of this lust [00:00:27]
Exactly what becomes of us [00:00:33]
Just like me [00:00:38]
They long to see you on your knees [00:00:41]
But all these he's into she's [00:00:46]
Irreparably slow these hopes we've sewn [00:00:50]
And so we forego [00:00:56]
What pleasantries we've grown to know [00:00:59]
Hand in glove [00:01:04]
For lack of the words we called this love [00:01:07]
But now they've cynical slurs to define what it was [00:01:12]
That we have done [00:01:19]
The tone that she chose shows [00:02:13]
Mother knows whats become of us [00:02:16]
And should I start to show [00:02:21]
Well heaven knows we'll soon be sussed [00:02:25]
False alarms might I have meant to do you harm [00:02:30]
But somehow I found much to distrust [00:02:37]
In what once ushered us [00:02:41]
Through months of hurried hush[00:02:44]