This Insatiable Love
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Lyrics
Yesterday I came home To meet your ghost in my living room. Flipping through my books And sipping my oola. Odd. Because you drink coffee. And because I had only just left you At the Marseille train station. The end of a long day in wounded silence. And were as your expression Has been vengeful, As you kindly packed my luggage Into a taxi we refused to share. Your ghost didn't seem to hold a grudge. It simply took my shoulders In his tender sun-kissed hands and said "Honey, you look half-dead!" Come out with me.
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Song Details
- Duration
- 04:02
- Key
- 5
- Tempo
- 112 BPM