Little Tragedies — Hawksley Workman

you bought a gun cause you thought I wouldn't listen to your mouthful of nails shining lke the afternoon with a face that will topple tidal waves and takes the time away and every pilot learns to fly to steal the blue in pilot's eyes

I'd better be careful that I don't I'd better be careful that I dont I'd better be careful that I dont slip into one more of your little tragedies

you took off your clothes to remind me of the ocean then set fire to your hair and went dancing like a daisy sha la la la and broken bodies bathe it leaves less aftertaste and early warning weather flies with rusty comets seen by naked eyes

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cause that would be no good for me right now that would be no good for me cause that would be no good for me right now that would be no good for me and this one gives you super strength

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