Low - On the Edge Of lyrics
[Low - On the Edge Of lyrics]
Soft from your lips to the
Rise of your stomach
Your lungs filled with fingers keep
Jamming words down my throat
Nothing to steal we've got nothing to love
Nothing to spill because oh
We're so innocent oh
Oh on the edge of oh on the edge of
I could have built you a house on the ocean
The ocean repeating and receding into the sun
So cut to you dead and
Now cut to the laughing
Cut through our bodies and lastly into our oh
Oh on the edge of oh
Oh on the edge of
Rise of your stomach
Your lungs filled with fingers keep
Jamming words down my throat
Nothing to steal we've got nothing to love
Nothing to spill because oh
We're so innocent oh
Oh on the edge of oh on the edge of
I could have built you a house on the ocean
The ocean repeating and receding into the sun
So cut to you dead and
Now cut to the laughing
Cut through our bodies and lastly into our oh
Oh on the edge of oh
Oh on the edge of
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