slipping through my fingers in the summertime,
you wore a flower crown of lilies
intertwined with yarn and whispered secrets
i knew you’d be the death of me the
moment i laid eyes upon your trembling neck
i knew that we were different, but i
couldn’t help but picture us together
she's got her eye on me, i know it
there’s magnets tucked beneath her skin
and now i see she’s drawn me in
another victim of my sin
you come to me at nighttime, singing
cries that i can’t understand and never will
you cut out pin-up girls in old men’s
shirts from glossy magazines and keep them
i knew you were a tortured soul
i constantly assured you that i felt the same
i knew that we were different, but i
couldn't help but picture us together
she’s got blue eyes and skin like milk
i love to watch her when she stirs
but now i see i’m wounding her
another victim, that’s for sure
credits
from sleeping aid,
released March 8, 2014
written by furby
performed by furby and christiane
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