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In a World - Charlotte Martin
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In a World Charlotte Martin

In a World - Charlotte Martin
Shock my senses, small town shoes
I change tenses, it's no use
Hard to measure what I lose
In a world without you

Gather up the broken hearts
Try and tape them on my heart
Hard to measure sky above
In your world without love

And all my faults are very dry
Oh, my throat is very dry, very dry
And all my prayers are very tired
All my prayers are very tired
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You're a desert, lasting dry
Feeling nothing all the time
Hard to wash away your pain
In your world without rain

And though my feet are running on
I'm not getting very far, very far
And all these thoughts are spinning round
All these words that make no sound
How's your mouth, baby?
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