Rites
Falling and I feel pretty great
Thankful to be out of this cage
And into the box that you graciously gave and I'll whither away
Hands on my neck
Probably saying, repeating things I'll regret
And the sirens
Vision closing in, needles in my skin
When did true love get so painful
Thankful to be out of this cage
And into the box that you graciously gave and I'll whither away
Hands on my neck
Probably saying, repeating things I'll regret
And the sirens
Vision closing in, needles in my skin
When did true love get so painful
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Writer(s): Noah Watson-pratt
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