I walk beneath the sand
The angels and their hands
To everyone I meet
What I'm supposed to be
Every single breath
Sounds worse than the last
A strangers voice I need
How'm I supposed to sleep
If you could even talk
The sound of crooked walk
Would fill my every wink
You're thinking way too deep
Jackson Grasso - Drawing on Fog Lyrics
Jackson Grasso - Drawing on Fog Lyrics
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I walk beneath the sand
The angels and their hands
To everyone I meet
What I'm supposed to be
Every single breath
Sounds worse than the last
A strangers voice I need
How'm I supposed to sleep
If you could even talk
The sound of crooked walk
Would fill my every wink
You're thinking way too deep
The angels and their hands
To everyone I meet
What I'm supposed to be
Every single breath
Sounds worse than the last
A strangers voice I need
How'm I supposed to sleep
If you could even talk
The sound of crooked walk
Would fill my every wink
You're thinking way too deep
Writer: Jackson Grasso
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