Disappearing Ink
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Lyrics
the shadows sink into the hills the fences go on forever in my hands I'm turning over a bracelet that she wore but she won't wear it anymore the truck stops all start to look the same I swear I saw that chain smoking lady again keep on moving I think I'm good for a hundred miles more could things ever be how they were before? a scent left on a sweater stuffed inside a dresser a polaroid that slips underneath your eyes pieces of different puzzles mixed up in the same box and thrown into the blue
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Song Details
- Duration
- 03:35
- Key
- 1
- Tempo
- 133 BPM