Justin hurst
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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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