Waxahatchee
Waxahatchee - Oxbow lyrics
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Barna in white Married the night What dreams become concrete, they may feel trite Makes a dull mind Well,?I'll?give it all?to you for a while, that's?fine A speck in the oxbow, depressing by design If I go along with it, am I lying to you? Watching from a distance, whispering close About anything else But it's not that far I want it all I want it all I want it all, oh I want it all I want it all I want it all, oh I want it all I want it all I want it all, oh