Plushgun
Plushgun - An Aria lyrics
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Took my mind with your malice It's the final time to go I was on the corner, running still Fight the anger, fight the leaves It was autumn of my love All the thoughts and moments winding down So wait, again Don't find the lies that answer So wait, again Don't hurt me by, hurt me by So make, again A dime-a-dozen love clichés And feel the night we sang October dulls, it dulls too soon The lonely calling of the cars Beating their way amongst highways I'll find my way to them The smell of memory and touch Another visceral excuse to take Another drink alone So wait, again Don't find the lies that answer So wait, again Don't hurt me by, hurt me by So make, again A dime-a-dozen love clichés And feel the night we sang Just find the moment It's not coming back again Your hair, it danced in summer wind Just break the surface I don't really know The meaning, cause, and attributes of fall So wait, again Don't find the lies that answer So wait, again Don't hurt me by, hurt me by So make, again A dime-a-dozen love clichés And feel the night we sang Just find the moment It's not coming back again Your hair, it danced in summer wind Just break the surface I don't really know The meaning, cause, and attributes of fall