Sunday, September 21, 2014
"Down southern, pulled under
Crossed fingers, eyes wander
A torn t-shirt, warm evening
A dark secret you can't keep it...
But in the car all the stars arrive on my ceiling,
Cigarettes, you forget I've known you seven years...
And then your blood stop stutters I'm the one who always made you feel it
And what I've done's not enough to hope you out of here..."
Handsome Ghost - Blood Stutter
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