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• Artiste: Holiday Shores
• Titre: Phones Don't Feud
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Island heart you've left, you'll haunt me too, Ghosts in caves, the green around your room, I'll pass this cut on film, it clings to the wall, It will hold us to your watches and strength, And my words, they fly through the closet door, And they slip in bed, right next to you, And I'd rather call, but phones don't like feuds, So I hide in your clothes, it goes through the years, I still want you, if you'll haunt me too, I can't a agree, to live with all we've been through, But our time is gone, we stayed up all night, In attempt to bring our past back to life, And at night it grows it pulls me in, It burns so slow, it burns, Guide me to this chair, it burns all night, It finds your name, and calls you home, Island heart you've left, I do not know why, You go, and back.