
Stillborn Reprise Ecco2k
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[Verse]
Off some pink flats, trying to get my feelings back
Breathing in the ash, X should mark the hidden past
A thousand bits of glass on me, I got glitter hands
Turning into sand, vacuum seal like plastic bags
Sleeping with a chain on me, feel like 50 Shades
Issey Miyake, CDG my aftershave
It feels like acid rain, every day I feel the same
Maybe in a way I will never feel again
I gotta disconnect when they get too intimate
Black Afghan, breaking open cigarettes
I'm so innocent, but I got some evil friends
I just wanna spend, never fall in love again
Off somе pink flats, trying to get my feelings back
Breathing in the ash, X should mark thе hidden past
A thousand bits of glass on me, I got glitter hands
Turning into sand, vacuum seal like plastic bags
Sleeping with a chain on me, feel like 50 Shades
Issey Miyake, CDG my aftershave
It feels like acid rain, every day I feel the same
Maybe in a way I will never feel again
I gotta disconnect when they get too intimate
Black Afghan, breaking open cigarettes
I'm so innocent, but I got some evil friends
I just wanna spend, never fall in love again
Off some pink flats, trying to get my feelings back
Breathing in the ash, X should mark the hidden past
A thousand bits of glass on me, I got glitter hands
Turning into sand, vacuum seal like plastic bags
Sleeping with a chain on me, feel like 50 Shades
Issey Miyake, CDG my aftershave
It feels like acid rain, every day I feel the same
Maybe in a way I will never feel again
I gotta disconnect when they get too intimate
Black Afghan, breaking open cigarettes
I'm so innocent, but I got some evil friends
I just wanna spend, never fall in love again
Off somе pink flats, trying to get my feelings back
Breathing in the ash, X should mark thе hidden past
A thousand bits of glass on me, I got glitter hands
Turning into sand, vacuum seal like plastic bags
Sleeping with a chain on me, feel like 50 Shades
Issey Miyake, CDG my aftershave
It feels like acid rain, every day I feel the same
Maybe in a way I will never feel again
I gotta disconnect when they get too intimate
Black Afghan, breaking open cigarettes
I'm so innocent, but I got some evil friends
I just wanna spend, never fall in love again
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