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That's you
With sandy tongues and rotten lungs
Across the shore
Your eyes
Stone cold
Under the sun
Your lips unfold
Tell me all your little desires
Light me up like an abysmal fire
And your sun melts my skin
With a new forever on a whim
And the first feelings of the heat set in
As I watch your eyes melt again
You know exactly what I want you to say
And the air it leaves my lungs
Need you to tell me that you're gonna stay
And it all resides
At the tip of your tongue
At the tip of your tongue