I don’t know what to make of you
Midnight waiting every afternoon

The whites of your eyes
Grace the wicked sky
And show a secret truth

That I think I could love you

You make a map of my neck
Trace the edges
Now there’s no one left

When I clean the mess
Myths with bloody hands
I can speak through you

And I think I could love you
I think I could love you

Other lyrics by Pictoria Vark:

I Pushed It Down

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I Sing What I See

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Lucky Superstar

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Make Me A Sword

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No One Left

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