Justin hurst - Slow down

Beached, bathing in the sun
Bleached, tiny little strands

Everyday is similar but goes in different ways
I put it on the dimmer put my hands into the blaze


Clean, I try to wipe away the dirt
The sheen, sometimes it's so bright it hurts

Which witch is worth watching what's worth my pound of flesh?
I wish I was screaming you can smell it on my breath

Writers: Justin Hurst

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