copaface
now find my way back home
fuck all y'all
how i crave the way the world spins under me
but i sleep instead
i grip shallow shake with crippled company
who speak in my head
the more trouble i make the closer i came home
from my roam
understoods are few though im speaking in simple tongue
copaface
now find my way back home
how i crave the wind the world gives spinning
though i dream instead
south-shallow-song my box is closing
over my head
binge-purge all day
fuck strangers i'll never know
how cold
understoods are few
so im speaking in difficult tongue
copaface
now find my way back home
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