Patrick Kelleher
wintertime s doll
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Youâre Wintertimeâs doll, your highs and then your lows,
I was sliding from your toes
You thought the tapestry youâd woven gone
Here lie those who mourn for far too long,
Your nose has run into this song
Before I rode home, I slipped a ball of yarn onto your tongue
Vodka burns on, Vodka burns on
- Album:
- You Look Cold