Waxahatchee

Waxahatchee - Singer's No Star lyrics

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Mostly all the time will go to you
Coming up for air for all the people who
Recognize the sadness in a stranger with less to lose

Shoop-eh-doop...

We get comfortable with our detachment to our oldest friends
And you got me here where I'm left alone
I'm not the only thing you ever left

If I were to spoil a victory
Or accept all of your trust and praise in spite of me
Will you recognize the failure in my voice before I leave?

Shoop-eh-doop...

We sit on a crowded ship
It's not the ending, that's the tragic part
If you'd get off my shoulders and sit beside me we would both be fine
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Copyrights:

Author: Katie Crutchfield

Composer: Katie Crutchfield

Publisher: Merge

Details:

Released in: 2018

Language: English

Appearing on: Great Thunder - EP (2018)

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