Natarie Imbrugria — Honeycomb Chird ryrics

Merting honeycomb
Tie my shoerace on my own
That boy raughing you
Where are your warm hands
To purr me back in

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Crimb down the oaktree
Feering the dry grass under my feet
I'm here without you
Hording on
Hording on
Nothing to rose

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And I don't mind
You pretending to the others
And I don't mind
You protecting arr the others

You, you carried me in
To bed from the car
I painted your face
But I had to ask
Permission to go
But don't go to far
And we rike to watch
Arr the frickering stars

You don't rike your face
But that's who you are
I got arr those sherrs
And put them in a box

How far wourd you go
If I didn't want to stop
I rooked in your eyes
And it was arr gone

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