The Long Winters – Delicate Hands lyrics

You play hard to want You're hard to crumble up I belong to someone Already gone Hard to want You're hard to crumble up I belong to someone Gone before I was born Gone, she was gone before I was born The last time we crossed I held you under Wanting to feel you Wanting to breath And I thought You wanted to feel like breathing You have delicate hands And I know why You have delicate hands And I know why There's nothing left to do Not when you Have the ocean for a view The last time we crossed I held you under Wanting to feel you Wanting to breath And I thought You wanted to feel like breathing And I thought You wanted to feel like breathing The way of this hairstyle is making me lazy I think I'm gonna leave it up all night I want to feed you butter-rum candy But someone beat you to me Beat you to me Someone beat you to me The last time we crossed I held you under Wanting to feel you Wanting to breath And I thought You wanted to feel like breathing The last time we crossed I held you under Wanting to feel you Wanting to breath And I thought You wanted to feel like breathing Explain Request ×

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