Thought industry

Tragic juliet

Thought industry
kiss me through the phone
and i'll sleep a broken man
i receive your postcard dear
six hundred miles near

i adore you
can't wait to meet you

dreams will through on stills of grey
she says we're getting drunk today
the cab arrives at ten to eight
she says we're getting drunk today
shush my lips and the words that i say
she says we're getting drunk today
we'll drink until we forget to breathe


kiss me while it hurts
(i will hold you)
while i bow my head to rest
(i will hold you)
so you cannot foster warm
(i will hold you)
i can afford a place to crash

i adore you
can't wait to meet you


dreams will through on stills of grey
she says we're getting drunk today
the cab arrives at ten to eight
she says we're getting drunk today
shush my lips and the words that i say
she says we're getting drunk today
we'll drink until we forget to breathe
and fall to sleep

i adore you
can't wait to meet you

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