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Winslow lyrics
Your [cloud sewn shoes?]
Needs mending.
Better bring you in,
Frail and thin,
Baby, who are you?
Undowned, now
As you buckle to the ground
Who are you?
Please tell me now.
Words won’t come.
Your god was right.
All you are is all you have collected.
Every time you (hoard enough to quench it?)
All at once you up and lose your mind.
Baby, don’t die so soon.
You just got back here.
The fire's hot.
The window's tight.
And I ain’t through.
Too long now, had to get your [memorie?] down,
And I ain’t through.
Don’t leave me now.
What have I done?
Your god was right.
All you are is all you have collected.
Every time you (hoard enough to quench it?)
All at once you up and lose your mind.
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