AWA

Dead End (Live)

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  • 2020.02.04
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Hold on, there's a hole in my heart Everyone can see right through me It goes all the way to the waves Where my love she tried to wash it away see we break for the summers So she can find lovers She treats them like a bottle of wine They make you dinner And they sing you to sleep But by the morning find the bottle is empty 'Cause she never gives it the time Every bottle she finds They don't compare To the ones she left behind There is never a note So she waits for me to come back home I'm looking for a dead end song You wish that smoke Could change its color I love it when you talk so much And act like nothing went wrong I'm looking for a dead end song While we sit and find flaws in everyone I want to keep you by my side Holding off tidal waves "Mint car" is keeping us warm She lays crossed upon the bed We are puzzles making shapes With our hands I take my finger, turn into a pen Then I run my hand down your spine You guess I wrote something profound Something like: "Our love will last 'till we die" I say "you're good at this game" But what I really wrote is "How I've yet to be saved"

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