paroles de chanson Grandloves - Purity Ring
Take
all
the
little
things
away
Seek
all
the
dimensions
that
stray
From
my
eyes
Dig
holes
in
me
with
wooden
carved
trowels
Hold
still
in
me
the
hops
That
left
its
guard
down
Waking
up
is
easy
but
you're
breaking
my
whole
thesis
I'm
gone,
feel
it,
but
you're
flowing
with
the
shaman,
and
another
thing
I'm
in
love
with
truth
and
sick
and
tired
of
this
youth
And
thinking
that
you're
falling,
but
you're
stalling
when
you're
holding
me
I'll
grow
bitters
on
the
borders
of
your
whistling
skin
I'll
sew
pockets
of
the
locks
that
fall
from
your
bristling
chin
Keep
all
my
secrets
in
the
trinkets
Dangling
from
the
walls
Take
what
you
are
make
it
sacramental
I'm
in
love
with
truth
and
sick
and
tired
of
this
youth
I
want
it
to
be
easy
but
I'm
queasy
at
the
thought
of
it
I
don't
need
no
proof,
no
lucky
charm,
no
wisdom
tooth
To
know
it
in
the
same
way
of
that
feeling
when
you're
loving
me...
Brew
you
a
warm
drink
out
of
My
tattered
hulls
Build
you
thick
paper
out
of
My
clumsy
skull
Soundly
discreet
make
Your
bouldering
shoulders
glow
My
grand
loves
I'll
not
finish
what
I
done
started
I'm
sick
of
this,
you're
sick
of
that,
I'm
not
as
dumb
as
that
(My
sacred
pining
whims,
my
sacred
vining
whims)
I'll
stake
rare
toothpicks
in
my
dirt
filled
heart
Meander
the
sacred
lot
of
you
In
every
season
See
that
visual
You
are
invincible
You
hold
it
for
your
halo
song
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