but if i didn't have you as my guide
i'd still wander lost in sinai.
counting the plates of cars from out of state.
how i could jump in their path as they hurry along.
and you surround me, you're pretty but you are all i can see
like a thick fog.
if there was no way into you
i would have never laid in this grave of a body for so long.
i'd still wander lost in sinai.
counting the plates of cars from out of state.
how i could jump in their path as they hurry along.
and you surround me, you're pretty but you are all i can see
like a thick fog.
if there was no way into you
i would have never laid in this grave of a body for so long.
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