your hands are the loveliest noose
the kind that you'd love your lungs to collapse to
when life is pretty
death at your hands is beautiful
Washed Out- Feel It All Around
you feel it all around yourself
you know it's yours and no one else
you feel the thought of learning again
it's all around
you're tired of all the things you did
you'll work it out
you feel it all around yourself
you know it's yours and no one else
you feel the thought of learning again
it's all around
you're tired of all the things you did
you'll work it out
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