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Fake a Home - Cliche şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Fake a Home

albüm: Cliche


It's always me last
I am a separate occasion
I guess you never learned to show some dedication
But it'll never be me it'll always be you
You are the bed frame and I'm just a reflection of you
My skin is crawling
I'm scratching out splinters
Maybe someday I'll stop sleeping through the winter
But it's fine
It's drowned with wine
Again and again and again and again
Sever my tongue I don't need it anymore
I lost my words in your mouth in your head and you gave them all away
And I can still smell him on your clothes
And I can still hate you for that
Cliche In my memory
Stealing
Personalities
And I know that you don't care
That you were never there
And I felt your slight when you caught me sleeping on my side
And you clipped my stitches just to watch me from the inside
Because It's always me last
I'm a separate occasion
I guess you'll never learn to show some dedication
But it'll never be me yeah it'll always be you
You are the bed frame and I'm just a reflection of you
But it'll never be me yeah it'll always be you
So stop sulking when you know exactly who to run to
And I've been scraping the deep end
Filling my lungs with water trying to find a pen
With ink that sinks into your skin
And I can still smell him on your clothes
And I can still hate you for that
Cliche In my memory
Stealing
Personalities
Cliche In my memory
Stealing
Personalities

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