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Текст песни Since K Got Over Me

Juliet
I get on my knees
Speaking in tongues
Of washed out sun and
Perfect clarity
Well I get so delerious
I think myself to sleep
Standing on the sidewalk
Sometimes it's with him

I don't think I'll be happy anyway
Just scratching out my name
And everything so loosy
And so creepy
Since K got over me
Since K got over me

All my senses shot
My hands are fixed
I'm really tired of making lists
It's just this emptiness
I can't chase it away
And when the evening paints the streets
When the evening paints the streets
It's like walking on a trampoline

I don't think I'll be happy anyway
Just scratching out my name
But everythings so livid
And so creepy
Since k got over me
Since k got over me

Theres a hope inside my skull
With warm air blowing in
Standing on the sidewalk
Where do I begin?

I dont think I'll be happy anymore
I guess I closed that door
But everynight a strange geometry
Since K got over me
Since K got over me