Personal Holloway - Bush
Tune my weaker eye, Spit white
Hold the world up all day
She's blue in the face again
Paracetamol, burn the darkness all away
And drinking kitchen paint to dye the winter eye
I hope we'll never see again
Deaf and dumb with the lights on
Deaf and dumb with the lights on
Married by signs
Married by signs
Personal holloway, six month linen
It's safe to say we are alone
Suburban suicide, watching night come amber
It's all so temporary
Deaf and dumb with the lights on
Deaf and dumb with the lights on
Deaf and dumb with the lights on
Married by signs
Married by signs
Married by signs
Move a little way forward, move a little way now
Move a little way forward, move a little way now
Bleed life, breathe life
Could be a better plan
Could be a better plan
Could be a better plan
Could be a better plan
Could be a better plan
Could be a better plan
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