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• Artiste: Epithets
• Titre: Mixed Metaphors
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In that way we were like late night trains Treading dark and empty carriages behind in our minds In that way it felt like I was looking out On you as a forest of plantation pines And I am the woodsman, I will cut you down to size When I guess what you're thinking, don't you dare act surprised You'll give your stealth away Give your self away That day we were both laying blame Like the cables between islands we'd let ourselves become And I could've sworn I saw myself suspended In the bottle you keep when you need to feel numb But I won't be the stopper, I can't stop you in your tracks When I hold you to this, no I won't just relax 'Cause it's bigger than that