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I've dug for words to describe your memory
Under lousy weather I found a cave of paintings
Set fire to a sticker cedar
Set fire to a wicked heart
Under lost translations
The love that made in the dark
We're overflowing
Overflowing
We're overflowing
Overflowing
I watched you swing your arms
Under that crackling crow
As you kept no rhythm
With the beat of your crooked heart
So far to stick or surrender
So far to define love
Under lost translations
You love that man in the dark
We're overflowing
Overflowing
We're overflowing
Overflowing
Took four words to describe your memory
On the lousy weather
I found the cave of the paintings
Set fire to a sticker cedar
Set fire to a wicked heart
On the lost translations
You loved that man in the dark
We're overflowing
Overflowing
We're overflowing, overflowing
We're overflowing, overflowing
We're overflowing, overflowing
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