Hoppar Og Koppar

It seems like she is waiting
At an intimate garret
No words seem to surround her
But a lover's automet

Rectangle embraces
A circular treat
Internalised depth in
A felted drop
Black net

To be captive, to be sleepless
To all viewing bys
It is deceiving to see clearer
As she has Carrington
Eyes

"Hon hoppar og hon koppar"
A half-life forms outside
By subtle touches of their minds
My skin has already replied



Credits
Writer(s): Klæmint Hofgaard
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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