秦那Thinae - Dotted Line in the Static

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[by:QQ音乐动态歌词]
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[00:01.11]Silence wraps like a see-through coat
[00:08.31]Breath dissolves in the air a dotted line afloat
[00:15.72]Fingerprints on the jar no one wipes them away
[00:22.95]Conversations hang like expired specimens in decay
[00:30.51]Neon pierces my chest casting shadows so bare
[00:37.68]Memos pile up with good mornings I never share
[00:44.49]On the twelfth floor the elevator doors slide
[00:47.91]Carrying away the shapes of what could've been inside
[00:52.41]The second hand chews through the noise of delay
[00:56.22]Echoes feel more real than the presence they portray
[00:59.64]Im the dotted line the city folds
[01:03.30]A torn note cut by the stares it holds
[01:07.08]When all the streetlights lose their voice
[01:10.86]Thats when my outline finds its poise
[01:29.25]The vending machine swallows coins with a clink
[01:36.36]My reflection stuck on the third one I think
[01:44.10]The forecast says its one hundred percent clear
[01:51.15]Raindrops write my epitaph as they disappear
[01:58.44]The museum of fingerprints an empty display
[02:06.45]Holds all the dates that never found their way
[02:13.23]Silence spreads in latitude and longitudes span
[02:20.73]A coordinate lost in an unclaimed abysss plan
[02:28.26]Im the dotted line the city folds
[02:31.92]A torn note cut by the stares it holds
[02:35.70]When all the streetlights lose their voice
[02:39.48]Thats when my outline finds its poise
[02:50.76]Morning light kisses the window frame
[02:57.48]A half fingerprint lingers on the coffee cups rim
[03:05.31]Existence fades like a sandcastles trace
[03:12.60]Dissolving in the blind spots of every gaze
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