The Foreboding Sense Of Impending Happiness lyrics
By your heart strings I'm hanging from a dream,
Gently swinging in the warm autumn breeze. Come look at the scars, smother a heart, opening up... Look at the scars, smother a heart, opening up, no more. Tip toeing along a strand of your hair suspended between, These thoughts and actions miles above reality. Come look at the scars, smother a heart, opening up... Look at the scars, smother a heart, opening up... Come look at the scars, smother a heart, opening up... Look at the scars, smother a heart, opening up... Look at the scars, smother a heart, opening up... Look at the scars, smother a heart, opening up... *(BACKGROUND)* Look at the scars, smother a heart, opening up. Look at the scars, smother a heart, opening up... Opening up, opening up, opening up, opening up... Look at the scars, You open me up, open me up... Smother a heart, Opening up, opening up. Look at the Scars, You open me up, opening up, open me up
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