Licorice

Sidewalks and isles
Empty
Go, taste your ice
Melting

Quick glance right through me
Careless
Not here, am I really?

Loose hair, surprise!
Blooming
Standing in line
Strangers

Quick glance right through me
Careless
Not here, am I really?
Careless

Cross over before me
Cross over before me



Credits
Writer(s): Andrea Biosa, Stefano Soggiu
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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