All this electric
and no way to pour them
The way goosebumps play
With every touch
Coming from your direction.
You, the breeze
That took so long to reach
And I, the ship
That was thought
To be broken.
and no way to pour them
The way goosebumps play
With every touch
Coming from your direction.
You, the breeze
That took so long to reach
And I, the ship
That was thought
To be broken.
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