Chapter 13: Sweet Somethings

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Sweet Somethings

Pay ourselves in hope till silver crosses our palms
Take this poverty of vow
Squinting at the mirror just to see if it’s safe
It’s the stain that won’t wash out

Sweet, sweet somethings I
Repeat on this salty night
Sweet, sweet somethings I
Repeat on this salty night

Hanging all our fortunes not on chance
Making friends before we make requests
And we will go and eat the world if we can
To feed this starving artist bent

Sweet, sweet somethings I
Repeat on this salty night
Sweet, sweet somethings I
Repeat on this salty night

Set our palms against the stone
These two hearts are not alone
Protect us from what we want
All them statues shooting up

Sweet, sweet somethings I
Repeat on this salty night
Sweet, sweet somethings I
Repeat on this salty night

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