Fistful of Hotwheels

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Dowsing - Rock

Fistful of Hotwheels

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I retreat into my room Put records on to get me through Was perfecting loneliness It was a pair of green that fooled me into thinking you still loved me A catalyst for a sense of longing To anticipate Which act lives Peel the skin From my fingertips Because you were the first one To make me feel Like there was nothing Left inside of me

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