That's How What Works?
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Lyrics
To keep from capsizing, we drilled holes in the ship. Now I'm sketching your T-shirt and how it falls across Your chest. I'm a sub-plot in this story and I'm winding down with my Faults on repeat. We'll be better next year if we make it through this Year. I'll be better next year. I won't make it through this Year. I miss you like a metaphor for your coat missing your Bedroom floor after eight weeks of winter. Or something like that.
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Song Details
- Duration
- 01:49
- Key
- 9
- Tempo
- 90 BPM