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• Artiste: Arms
• Titre: High Heels
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Tell me how, tell me how you make decisions when every doubt creeps like roaches in your kitchen, and every sound, it keeps within an inch of what's allowed? Safe in something comforting and deep, until an ancient terror grips you in your sleep. Hold me closer, pull me deep into your arms. Words of comfort ring in your ear. I'm always feeling off this time of year... You're at the table crying like you've got something to prove, So I left the building, what was I supposed to do? Covering your intention and you cower in my presence, and I turn you on when the guests are on, I love you to the level of my heart. Hold me closer, won't you sever every tie? And sing a lullaby, and sing a lullaby? Words of comfort ring in your ear. And in my dreams you turn on me, with flashing eyes and razor teeth, I'm always feeling off this time of year...