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Playhouses TV on the Radio

Playhouses - TV on the Radio
Playhouses
Swept away by the river now
Confounded
Sound it out now

Vodka cran in your hand and whose little girl are you now?
Oh, I'd ask for this dance
But I know you'd play like you don't know how
What your coy smile exposes
A recent memory of when we shit our bed of roses
And I know the moon above is shining down
But not for our love

So for who?
So for who?

Beneath the cigarettes and sugar shit of alcohol breath
I can taste the ocean on your tongue
Remember when we sat on the sidewalk of your old block
Against the wall under the stars
Talking about love's meaning
Well, I wasn't dreaming

I meant every word
Just didn't know your demons
Do you know mine, babe?
Are we wasting time, babe?
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