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Sleep Spindles - Birthmark lyrics

Artist: Sleep Spindles

album: Banshee


Craft a bouquet with the way smoke clings to the bangs
Cloak your face, shame is a smell I cannot translate
(Cursed hands give birth) to blessed art
(Everything you) touch becomes a birthmark
(Cursed hands give birth) to blessed art
(Everything you) touch becomes a birthmark

Don't ask questions you don't want the answers to
Out of the blue
Craft a bouquet with the way guilt flows your veins
Mask the taste, our morals fold in blind faith
(Cursed hands give birth) to blessed art
(Everything you) touch becomes a birthmark
(Cursed hands give birth) to blessed art
(Everything you) touch becomes a birthmark

Don't ask questions you don't want the answers to
Out of the blue
Don't ask questions you don't want the answers to
Out of the blue

Don't ask questions you don't want answers to
Don't ask questions you don't want answers to

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