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You and me and medicine hearts
What do you want from them?
Some sort of home in the hay
I'm leaving my house today
Now I'm afraid of scars on the statues
Weather it all up until you're my new friend
Fuck, I want to try to be everything else
I want the wolves to come inside our house
What's the problem that makes you feel?
I feel you buried in your new red heels
Fists that crash in my face
Bleeds on the fashion that makes me ache
When I have a home I'll write this down
Try to explain the XXX scene
Of course it's money that brought you to love
I used to sit and watch her eyes
Sink into a skull all night
The television light in our broke-up rooms
I heard it's your birthday
With your bones
Someone's underground but I woke up
Brush the dirt off the leaves
Flowers in a wreath

You and me and medicine hearts
Scratching at the surface next to him
If you want you can swallow my fortune
A bigger backyard means nothing
It rained on the power lines where I grew up
And if I gave up would you still want to touch?
It rained on the power lines where I grew up
And if I gave up would you still want to fuck?
So I can feel you buried

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Flowers in a wreath
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Flowers in a wreath
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Flowers in a wreath
Flowers
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Flowers in a wreath
Flowers
Flowers in a wreath
Flowers
Flowers in a wreath
Flowers

Writer(s): Eric William Young, Derek Daniel Paulin, Aaron Nicholas Romaniuk, Brendon Viljo Saarinen Pernar, Josh Paul Romaniuk

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