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Tanner Thorne - Ezra Bell
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Tanner Thorne Ezra Bell

Tanner Thorne - Ezra Bell
[Verse 1]
But I laugh when you lie
Ain’t much of a disguise
I know cause you learned that from me
The pull of the strings is an unfortunate thing
And one can’t help but go where they lead
And though you said it would plague you
No more, No more
Who are you kidding, I’ve been through your drawers
The vintage you wore to the feast
Smelled the scent from your pores
Sleep, score, and repeat
Sleep, score, and repeat
(Oh, oh waiting by the floor at your feet)

[Chorus]
And for some time
The only thing that’s really mattered
Was getting by
Well enough to climb that ladder
You’ll meet no dreams there
No earthly forms
Where the men have killed the men
And the women have made no more
The women have made no more
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