Our Vacuum

King Krule

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    From our thoughts far away
    I leave, I don't stay
    But the space between us is dark
    In the cage of your heart

    Our picture of a room
    Our stillness our Moon
    And in between the gaps of the stars
    We lay in the dark

    Oh it's so empty this space

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    So empty this space
    It weighs heavy on my plate
    And in between us is a grave
    In a field far away

    It's our vacuum
    It's our vacuum
    It's our vacuum
    It's our vacuum

    I'm not sure what's the day
    Sometime this week
    I need a train
    I need more time
    I'm done fucking around
    I keep feeling this weight
    And I can't breathe from underneath
    A whole heap of grief
    I need to let it out
    They won't undеrstand
    Timing out
    Butterflies, fly around
    Butterfliеs, fly around
    Maybe with space
    It might get better
    Things might get better
    Things might get better
    Feel it all
    And feel it all again

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    Composition: King Krule

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