If you think I never cared
You're a cunt in spring you know
A voice like scraping foundations
Summer still pining awayHouse cats across the marble
Loveless and lost for keeps
Voice like running water
Hearts of palm pining awayHouse cats across the tile
Beside any second hand sea
Triple sec and stale sheets
There's a place for you
Songwriters
Rutili, Temistoclas HugoPublished by
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