Afters

Paid off your debts

Fill hands with water
Fill mine with rocks
I'm not your daughter
You're going soft

Take me out of here
Take me out

And the truth cuts deep
You're only real in the screen, after all

Missed your call
Cleaning up what is left from the brawl

Hands in water
I'm not your daughter
Take me out of here

You're going soft
Take me out of here
Take me away
My truth cuts deep
You're only real in the screen
After all
Missed your call
Cleaning up
What is left from the brawl
Take me out of here



Credits
Writer(s): Henry Rosann, Audrey Polt-jones
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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