Of love and of all things cold
And do you come in convertible
With the contacts
With the tear ducts
And a longing to destruct
Eyelined and the rain complains
Offer up your mind to me
With the contacts
With the tear ducts
And the things that hurt too much too much too much
I melt just to compensate
This moments not enough for me
With the contacts
With the tear ducts
And a dreaming to be numb
Of love and all things cold
And do you come in convertible
With the contacts
With the tear ducts
And a longing to destruct
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