Blueprints
Quelle: Spotify
Concrete buckles, cobwebs bloom.
While angles hold their breath.
In backyards, buckers overturned,
Under picnic-grey skies.
Determined to remain.
To brave this load-bearing embrace.
With bottle caps and paint shards
To confetti my escape.
Will you teach me how to whistle
With a mouthful of nails.
I can hammer, I can yell.
I know this ain't no paradise
But it might mean home to me.
And I'll give it up when
I have fiven everything.
Will you teach me how to whistle
With a mouthful of nails.
I can hammer, I can yell.
Will you teach me how to whistle
With a mouthful of nails.
Will you still love you if i fail.
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