Lyrics Fold - Nicolina
I
taste
your
whiskey
on
her
mouth
Red
leather
lipstick
on
the
voice
Bet
you
wonder
where
I′m
at
in
the
evening
If
you
you
could
see
what
I'm
seeing
We
fucked
this
up
without
a
doubt
′Cause
there's
not
enough
pages
Inside
of
this
book
There's
not
enough
whiskey
To
heal
what
we
broke
There′s
not
enough
language
To
speak
the
untold
And
the
cards
that
we
were
dealt
Begin
to
fold
Fold
(Begin
to
fold)
Fold
(Begin
to
fold)
Ooohh
And
the
cards
that
we
were
dealt
Begin
to
fold
I′ve
written
more
than
I
can
count
You
now
moved
on
with
someone
else
Hope
you're
dealing
with
your
demons
And
your
happy
without
reason
I
hope
to
find
that
for
myself
′Cause
there's
not
enough
pages
Inside
of
this
book
There′s
not
enough
whiskey
To
heal
what
we
broke
There's
not
enough
language
To
speak
the
untold
And
the
cards
that
we
were
dealt
Begin
to
fold
Fold
(Begin
to
fold)
Fold
(Begin
to
fold)
Ooohh
And
the
cards
that
we
were
dealt
Begin
to
fold
Fold
(Begin
to
fold)
Fold
(Begin
to
fold)
Ooohh
And
the
cards
that
we
were
dealt
Begin
to
fold
1 December 9th
2 Crave
3 Velvet Doors
4 Cigarettes & Cash
5 Evil
6 Say the Word
7 She Does It Better
8 Fold
9 Alec's Iphone
10 Crash
11 What a Feeling
12 See Me Again
13 Heartache
14 Waiting
15 Dollhouse
16 Abyss
17 Dear John
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