Καλημέρα
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The Morning Benders – Excuses
You tried to taste me
And I taped my tongue to the southern tip of your body
Our bones are too heavy to come up
Squished into a single cell of wood
I made an excuse
You found another way to tell the truth
I put no one else above us
We’ll still be best friends when all turns to dust
Dum-da-dum
Da-dum da-dum
Da da-dum
Da-dum da-dum
Da dum
Da da-dum
We are so smooth now
Our edges are beaten, drift wood whittled down
Old bodies slip when they make love
We’ll mine our sparks to shoot us above
