MURDER BY DEATH LYRICS
"Canyon Inn Room 16"
Your hourglass shape in the light half covered in cloth the rest untouched Thinking I don't feel like being a sentimentalist today and whispering wake up wake up the rain is slowing Touching a hand to a head the static of the radio humming someone humming something pretty off where the antenna just can't reach.
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