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there are parts of me he´ll never know,
my wild horses and my river beds,
and in my throat voices he´ll never hear
he pulls at me like a cherry tree,
and i can still move, but i don´t speak about it.
pretend i´m crazy, pretend i´m dead.
he´s to scared to hit me now, he´ll bring flowers istead.

i need an island, somewhere to sink a stone
i need an island, somewhere to bury you,
somewhere to go.

and the dogwoods shimmer in october sun,
"oh, sweet thing", he sings to me,
"you´re the only one."

i need an island, somewhere to sink a stone
i need an island, somewhere to bury you, somewhere
i need an island, somewhere to sink a stone
i need an island, somewhere to bury you, somewhere to go.

and i don´t know why i can´t tell my sister,
he spat in my face again, and i don´t want to die here.
you know that dream when your feet won´t move,
you want to come but your body won´t let you.
he steals it from me.
he steals it from me.
it shines like sweat, like jewels,
like something that has died to soon.
he fucks with the beauty.
a kiss, a kick, a kiss, a kick, a kiss kiss kick.
he steals it from me.
it´s out of my hands again.

i need an island, somewhere to sink a stone
i need an island, somewhere to bury you,
somewhere to go, to go...