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Arlo Parks

Portra 400

 

Portra 400

(album: Collapsed In Sunbeams - 2021)


Making rainbows out of something painful
Getting fried as hell and dodging gravestones

Spiralling in bathrooms, tile on cheek
Telling me the drugs will only make me weak
Don't you think I know that?
Don't you think I know that?
Keeping bits of moonstone next to me
Tried to shave your stubble, but you gashed your cheek
Won't you stay away?
Won't you stay away from me?
With you I'm always

Making rainbows out of something painful
Getting fried as hell and dodging gravestones

You look like me when you lie
Boiled blood star shifts in the window of my eye
You put warm salt to the stitch
And I suffer for the sky that you shook nine times
You smell like burnt hibiscus
I still feel blessed even when you're bitching
You stole my spine for a minute
So I cut my hair just to make you smile

Making rainbows out of something painful
Getting fried as hell and dodging gravestones
Making rainbows out of something painful
Getting fried as hell and dodging gravestones

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