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letra de blurring time - bells larsen

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[verse 1]
friday night, drinking boxed wine
alone in my apartment, blurring time
the texture of air is stale as i stare
in distress at this body of mine

[chorus]
catastrophic soft symphony
rigid dichotomy
complex identity
it’s not as simple as either or
i’m both and i’m more, most of all i’m unsure

[verse 2]
i think i’ve become the sort of someone
who scared me stiff when i was young
soft as a feather, tough like worn leather
who am i under the saturday sun?

[chorus]
maleficent social construct
if it is all made up
why do i give a fuck?

[outro]
friday night, drinking boxed wine
alone in my apartmеnt, blurring time

- bells larsen

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