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letra de thy pattern - doseone

[verse 1: doseone]

and when i
slept
you’d knead
glue into my wings
tie rocks across my eyes
and stab for from where i sing
and i
would not pretend to mourn your death
i’d honestly probably solemnly
just tell jeff
i could explain all sorts of numb but this ain’t no wound-l!cking tongue
i could explain all sorts of numb but this ain’t no wound-l!cking tongue
i keep trying
to finish writing (this line)
about women hiding [(?)]
(jump)
you want to complain but your
(numb)
i ain’t no settler
not a girl in her
twenties
knows what the f-ck she requires
i ain’t no settler
nay not met
a girl in her
twenties
who knows what she wants
i could explain all sorts of numb but this ain’t no wound-l!cking tongue
i could explain all sorts of numb but this ain’t no wound-l!cking tongue
[?]
i can tie the stem of a rose with my tounge
and the rows of my t–th
and woe that i reap
[?]
its my pattern
i give it up
i give it up
i give it up
i give it up
its my pattern
(reapeted)

- doseone

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