LYRIC

A tongue meets tongue
There's a couple in a crown
The acing sound of a heart becoming numb
Is used as proper background sound

Breadcrumbs are put out for you to follow where it leads
My bones are making noises so you'll hear your way to me
When you are pure at heart, you're welcome to my nest
Then I will rearrange my ribs and spare a place inside my chest.

Come to me clouds

A tongue meets tongue
There's a couple in a crown
The acing sound of a heart becoming numb
Is used as proper background sound

Breadcrumbs are put out for you to follow where it leads
My bones are making noises so you'll hear your way to me
When you are pure at heart, you're welcome to my nest
For when I'm yours to keep my beak is sealed and secrets will be kept.

Come to me clouds

How I wish to replace them
How I wish to replace them
How I wish to replace those clouds
How I wish to replace them
How I wish to replace them
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