Seven Awkward Minutes In A Closet Lyrics – Noisy Wound

Heaven is running late
God couldn’t make our date in purgatory
Walls covered with secrets
Lips covered with regrets

Yeah well, I wish
Amuse me
To use me
You would not

I could not
Swallowed by the seasons
Digging for a reason
Seven minutes takes all year

Sinking into your face
Reaching for the right taste
At least, they’ll think so
Amuse me

To use me
You’d like to
I’d love to
Confuse me

Rеduce me
Misuse mе
Abuse me, baby
Abuse me
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Noisy Wound Lyrics – Seven Awkward Minutes In A Closet

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Seven Awkward Minutes In A Closet