So now I'm broken down into folds
Creased and still life like
My colour underneath shines through
She's unspoken open pulled and emptied
Turned inside out
And my colour underneath shines through
(Far away)
(Let's go far away)
Faulty connection
My colour underneath shines through
Suit of armour opened by a seamstress
Turned inside out
And my colour underneath shines through
(Far away)
(Let's go far away)
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