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Wrinkle Bed Sheets

by Dani Tamayo

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No science can tell me why No matter how hard I try Not be seen is any fun You understand me now There's always someone in front As good as they always are Not be heard is any fun And everybody knows that I don't remember Your wrinkle bed sheets I'm isolating Forseeking your arrival I must surrender to the silent mystics Is excruciating the pain of your revival Your silence can't make me cry I'm used to feel that way I'm missing to play guitar To you under the stars Your fragrance is now so far I wonder if they know where is I'm missing to touch your hair with you over my chest I don't remember Your wrinkle bed sheets I'm isolating Forseeking your arrival I must surrender to the silent mystics Is excruciating the pain of your revival
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No science can tell me why No matter how hard I try Not be seen is any fun You understand me now There's always someone in front As good as they always are Not be heard is any fun And everybody knows that I don't remember Your wrinkle bed sheets I'm isolating Forseeking your arrival I must surrender to the silent mystics Is excruciating the pain of your revival Your silence can't make me cry I'm used to feel that way I'm missing to play guitar To you under the stars Your fragrance is now so far I wonder if they know where is I'm missing to touch your hair with you over my chest I don't remember Your wrinkle bed sheets I'm isolating Forseeking your arrival I must surrender to the silent mystics Is excruciating the pain of your revival
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No science can tell me why No matter how hard I try Not be seen is any fun You understand me now There's always someone in front As good as they always are Not be heard is any fun And everybody knows that I don't remember Your wrinkle bed sheets I'm isolating Forseeking your arrival I must surrender to the silent mystics Is excruciating the pain of your revival Your silence can't make me cry I'm used to feel that way I'm missing to play guitar To you under the stars Your fragrance is now so far I wonder if they know where is I'm missing to touch your hair with you over my chest I don't remember Your wrinkle bed sheets I'm isolating Forseeking your arrival I must surrender to the silent mystics Is excruciating the pain of your revival
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released December 3, 2021

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