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[00:02.00]Cymbals Eat Guitars - Share
[00:07.00]LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang
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[01:07.65]If I should return like I once did
[01:16.18]Animals will mark me with brown infant eyes
[01:25.39]The same eyes whose lids I kissed the high grass in which they sit
[01:34.53]Is shoulder length and hanging on your forehead
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[02:47.46]A week is four years in ancient hive minds
[02:56.19]And soon those eyes begin to well up
[03:04.52]Your shallow grave concealed by fragrant leaf piles
[03:13.55]Black glistening bird eyes averted
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