Zwan
Zwan - On The Meaning Of Loss lyrics
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dawn for days so fill your cup one last sip it too much moving on the numb is gone scratch the lens with my cuts the ghost of us, is killing us the ghost of us, is killing us the ghost of us sleep with me turn down the lights press you head to my side, in the side and as we go so goes us just enough to get by the ghost of us, is killing us the ghost of us, is killing us the ghost of us empty noon fall in love one last sip from your cup, is too much