I was married | by Sara Quin |
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I married in the sun. |
relief next to me | by Sara Quin |
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I miss you now, I guess I should have missed you then. |
the con | by Tegan Quin |
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I listened in, yes I´m guilty of this, you should know this. |
knife going in | by Sara Quin |
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if I don´t recover, sell this house and find something lost outside your window. |
are you ten years ago | by Tegan Quin |
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taken I am yours, I´m up and doing circles. |
back in your head | by Sara Quin |
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build a wall of books between us in our bed. |
hop a plane | by Tegan Quin |
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I look the train back, back to where I came from. |
soil, soil | by Tegan Quin |
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oh and I´m feeling directionless, but that´s to be expected |
burn your life down | by Sara Quin |
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tell me that you know another way to get it done. |
nineteen | by Tegan Quin |
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I felt you in my legs before I ever met you. |
floorplan | by Sara Quin |
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I want to draw you a floorplan of my head and heart. |
like o, like h | by Sara Quin |
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when I was eight I was sure I was growing nerves, like steel in my palm. |
dark come soon | by Tegan Quin |
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dark you can´t come soon enough for me. |
call it off | by Tegan Quin |
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I won´t regret saying this, this thing that I´m saying. |