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Wingbone lyrics
Fill my belly with your whispering
Some barely on the thread
Orange sound water sworn
And cotton fire cold light
Swallowing your song
Pasture moonlight, newborn legs
Let the constellations drop crack
Your scorn, water your grave
Only when you're half erased
Forget your lines, bed of nails
Sharpening the edges of your grace
Cold light, sifting through lift
The shade and let the night in
Carry your bed on wing bone legs
Let the constellations drop water
Your scorn and crack your grave
Sharpening the edges of your
Face lost a day a bed of nails
Lost your lines only when you're
Wrecked only when you're half erased
The loneliness aside, it's alright
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