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Preservation - Wintersleep
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Preservation Wintersleep

Preservation - Wintersleep
[Verse 1]
That night he hurt you bad
In that green, pastel
Summer dress
You'd die alone with the land
A hollow head in its hands
But everybody does that
But with particular scorn
In polyurethane form
Freeze dried, stuff to the brim

[Chorus](x3)
Preservation

[Verse 2]
Hide in our hideous masks
Your daddy's shitty
Shake grass
I told you I couldn't see it
A monument of pills
Grocery lists, telephone bills
Pamphlets & dollar store trinkets

[Chorus](x7)
Preservation
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