Waxahatchee - Michel lyrics

[Waxahatchee - Michel lyrics]

Hands under my clothes you can't let it go
You set it up masterfully
And then blame it all on me

Cynicism smothering
Planted, blossoming in me
Our fun is toxic and bold
Embellished and oversold

Embody me because I am weak
And I moved out but I never opened my mouth
I never opened my mouth

It's late i'm up on the roof
In New York and I hung up on you
I can't pay for the mistakes I made
So I'll just let this die and decay


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