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letra de guts - augustine

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[verse 1]
counting ticks from the clock
it’s a morning too modest

she’s finding parts of my face
funny looking and anxious

[pre-chorus]
it’s a cruel world before the eyes of these posh innocents
i would use her to stay alive if the ground were to bend

[chorus]
and baby pulls her hair for a vicodin
she falls flat on the bed again
mutters something about the end
while covering her eyes with both her hands

i on the other hand
i feel fine with the way i am
i awoke to her elegance
i’ve figured out a way to make amends

[verse 2]
”could you cut open all of my chest
i’m already too restless

of course i’m feeling depressed
find a way we could use it”

[pre-chorus]
it’s a cruel world before the eyes of these posh innocents
i would use her to stay alive if the ground were to bend

[chorus]
and baby pulls her hair for a vicodin
she falls flat on the bed again
mutters something about the end
while covering her eyes with both her hands

i on the other hand
i feel fine with the way i am
i awoke to her elegance
i’ve figured out a way to make amends

[bridge]
my my my
we’re pretenders
we’re beaming
we’re the signs of our time
my my
oh whatever

[chorus]
and baby pulls her hair for a vicodin
she falls flat on the bed again
mutters something about the end
while covering her eyes with both her hands

i on the other hand
i feel fine with the way i am
i awoke to her elegance
i’ve figured out a way to make amends

- augustine

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