Chores of the hearts
Amandine
desperation bleeds from your tired eyes
as your tired eyes stare into mine
liberation costs more than we afford
and we afford nothing at all
as your tired eyes stare into mine
liberation costs more than we afford
and we afford nothing at all
twenty-seven years of desire
takes less tahn a second to burn
when liberation stands in the way of love
and love is no longer ours
we've been wading in water so dark
now we're drowning in chores of the heart
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