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• Artiste: Melissa Anthony
• Titre: Salty Lungs and Loose Teeth
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I'll pull out my teeth and place them right beside you All this flesh upon me, you can break it... cut it too Just mold me into whatever you want Make me any size and shape you want to hold on to Saying you don't feel a thing... Oh I'll make you feel something It's always something, always something And you were walking away towards the blood red setting sun And I'm on my knees thinking "oh no, anything but" So I will wrap my arms, i will wrap my arms around your throat And I will find everything hiding in your pulse In every aching bone I've had the worst ideas behind them Every single problem just dilates I've been counting all the wrong placed in front of me So I'll build another home made of ocean salt To cover up my lungs and bury all the other parts Cause I'm just a gravedigger, I am no caretaker I'm just a gravedigger, I am no caretaker So I was walking away, walking off to that same old sun And now you're crying in my mouth about some reoccurring dream that you just can't stop And in the morning we won't say a word at all, we'll just laugh this off Well I am probably being reckless, but I feel just free I'm in love with this life but it is not my life to keep No it is not my life, it is not my life to keep Well I am probably being reckless, but I feel just free I'm in love with this life but it is not my life to keep It is not my life, it is not my life to keep It is not my life, it is not my life to keep