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No Hard Feelings (Instrumental)
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No Hard Feelings (Instrumental)

Consolation Prize (Instrumental)

Instrumental

from II

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Dimples by ezsuhfiks

Dimples like secrets the moon can’t confine
A smile bending shadows along the line
Eyes with a language too old to define
And the air feels charged when those stars align

Dimples like secrets the moon can’t confine
A smile bending shadows along the line
Eyes with a language too old to define
And the air feels charged when those stars align

She moves through the night like a whispered crime
Every glance a cipher each breath in time
Laughter like smoke in a glass of wine
And the silence bends where her edges shine

The dimples appear when the walls collapse
Pulling truth from the dark with a gentle lapse
Her smile’s a compass in a hall of maps
Where desire runs deep through the faded gaps

Her steps leave echoes that refuse to fade
Shadows follow close like they’re under her shade
Every curve a story the dusk has made
And her eyes hold storms that the saints obeyed

No crown on her head yet the room will bow
The pulse in the air starts to wonder how
Every move’s a vow without speaking now
And the night learns her name without knowing how

Dimples like secrets the moon can’t confine
A smile bending shadows along the line
Eyes with a language too old to define
And the air feels charged when those stars align

Dimples like secrets the moon can’t confine
A smile bending shadows along the line
Eyes with a language too old to define
And the air feels charged when those stars align

She carries the dusk in the fold of her dress
Turning stillness to heat without one caress
Her dimples are doors to a game of chess
Where the king’s last move is a soft confess

The curve of her smile writes laws in stone
Breaking rules that the moon thought it owned
Every glance a seed in a field unsown
And the harvest blooms where her gaze has flown

Eyes like lanterns that haunt the rain
Pulling light from the loss joy from pain
Every stare a spark that can’t be contained
And the night itself starts to speak her name

She leaves like a tide with the shore still warm
Every heart rearranged in a shifting form
Her absence a fire her presence a storm
And the air still charged where her stars transform

Dimples like secrets the moon can’t confine
A smile bending shadows along the line
Eyes with a language too old to define
And the air feels charged when those stars align

Dimples like secrets the moon can’t confine
A smile bending shadows along the line
Eyes with a language too old to define
And the air feels charged when those stars align

Dimples

A Missy Elliott song flip from Cello's mash-up collection.

unknown

ShadOzE

ShadOzE [85]

from january 2017

if you steal this and rap over it i will hunt you down and take a fat shit under your pillow

short thing to hold ya over

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