Kafka tamura

Bruises

Kafka tamura
Baby, it's not blood that my wounds will seep
Maybe as it thickens I fall asleep
Forgetting there's no bruise that my skin won't show
Sunken by a [?] I bought these floats

Lately there's a flood that my wounds will seep
Baby, as it sickens my tears will leak
Elected by my heart but my skin bleeds so
Sunken by a [?] I bought these floats

Flo-oats, flo-oats, flo-oats

Maybe I'm the reason, maybe I'm too bleak
Maybe I'm the reason that I can't
Maybe it's to please them, maybe it's to see
If all of my agreements still agreed me

Still, still agreed
Still, still agreed me

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