Pillow

I think you are an angel
Sent down like a ghostwriter's ending
Beautiful sunburned stranger
You know you've won this game already

I think you want me to die
Little deaths and laugh with you
And in the ashes of the house we built
You take me tenderly and
Black and blue and black and blue



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Writer(s): Elder Jack
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