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cheekbone to silky hair
bone to bone beneath powder and perfume
fingers intertwined, we're
holding on for dear life
with your hand in mine i could
turn back the tide
and when i'm crying too hard to breathe
your words grab hold and save me.
bone to bone beneath powder and perfume
fingers intertwined, we're
holding on for dear life
with your hand in mine i could
turn back the tide
and when i'm crying too hard to breathe
your words grab hold and save me.