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302 That's you With sandy tongues and rotten lungs Across the shore Your eyes Stone cold Under the sun Your lips unfold Tell me all your little desires Light me up like an abysmal fire And your sun melts my skin With a new forever on a whim And the first feelings of the heat set in As I watch your eyes melt again You know exactly what I want you to say And the air it leaves my lungs Need you to tell me that you're gonna stay And it all resides At the tip of your tongue At the tip of your tongue