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there's some kind of light… at the end
when touching the edge of her skin
once so hard to speak
now so easy to play around catching that eye you know
that eye that slaps you in the face
and calls you a puppy
well how do you say "i was hypnotized... hypnotized"
my words they pour
like children to the playground
children to the playground
you make me smile
there's some kind of light at the end
stoned , forgetful, unthin
i’m drinking what used to be sin and touching the edge of her skin
could you be the one that’s not afraid to look me in the eye?
i swear i would collapse if i would tell how i think you fell......from the sky
my words, they pour
like children to the playground
children to the playground
you make me smile
there's some kind of light at the end
stoned, forgetful, unthin
i’m drinking what used to be sin and touching the edge of her skin
it's the feeling i get
my palms would sweat
like some kind of day dream i’ll never forget
i’m stuck in this spin
where does it begin?
by touching the edge of her skin
Blue October:
