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Artiste:
Stacked Like Pancakes
Titre:
Hollow
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My heart is young like an infant It beats faster when I'm by myself Why can't I love from a distance? You make me nervous as hell I'm like an old dog learning new tricks I'm free with a collar still 'round my neck I'm ready for love or a quick fix Hello I don't believe we've met yet I'm tryin' to find a reason to abandon my peace of mind I'm tryin' to find a reason but I'm running out of time Her smile has a way of deception And I'm sweet like a butterfly under distress Her skin is soft like paper Always smooth 'till you get to the edge (always smooth 'till you get to the edge) Now if I bury in the sand all my memories Can I abandon my peace of mind? Because the thing about the sand is that it slips through your hands A reminder that I'm out of time It's not an easy thing, you know? When you think as much as you breathe But sometimes I still fear I'll choke On these feelings inside of me Let's go to the fair, there's a sweet ride Never been on a date before My money is all you need, right? That's what I've seen before I'm tryin' to find a reason to abandon my peace of mind I'm tryin' to find a reason but I'm running out of time My blood is water with red dye I'm hollowed out with nothing inside Please paint me a heart with a palette knife I'm slowly waiting for the afterlife (I'm slowly waiting for the afterlife) Now if I bury in the sand all my memories Can I abandon my peace of mind? Because the thing about the sand is that it slips through your hands A reminder that I'm out of time Now if I bury in the sand all my memories Can I abandon my peace of mind? Because the thing about the sand is that it slips through your hands A reminder that I'm out of time, I'm out of time (OH!) I'm out of time! I'm out of time! I'm out of time! I'm out of time! It's not an easy thing you know When you think as much as you breathe But sometimes I choke