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fine lined
I surround myself with girls who saturate themselves with sadness
they dip into the waters and they don't come back
maybe when we're 40
we disrupt that fine lined surface tension of repression
today we suffer the storm
these harsh winds and sharp downpours
that redden our skin
I love you I love you I love you
they dip into the waters and they don't come back
maybe when we're 40
we disrupt that fine lined surface tension of repression
today we suffer the storm
these harsh winds and sharp downpours
that redden our skin
I love you I love you I love you
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