Crystals

British India

I wanna be there when your heart is so full you collapse
I wanna hear you spit apologies like bloody teeth

You're still tied to the mast
Begging him to come back

Crystal rubbed in your gums
Crystal cancels then comes

And so we pretend that this dirt is really golden sand
I light your cigarette like actors in a lifeless film

All you do is complain
Perfect just for one day

Crystal lining the streets
Crystal tearing our sheets

Crystal window display
Only crystals remain

A busy intersection, it is gonna rain all night
Last minute details, oh my god she makes me wanna die

Enjoy it while it lasts
It might never come back

Crystal lining our streets
Crystal tearing our sheets
Crystal window display
Only crystals remain


compositores: British India
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