Art d'Ecco - Last in Line

Last in line - now I need another I feel fine, hidden undercover Bullshit lie, sigh to your mother Newsfeed crime
Guilty lover Feet to fire victim recovered
Just in time, burned by another
I've got my
coastal endeavour
I survive
Stuck in another time... Is this?
Is this?
Is this a thing? Is this?
Is this?
It's just a thing called love
And I keep fucking it up


Loose-leaf fire, smoke undercover Unknown crime, chain-gang lover Moonlit wild, desperate writer Posting songs
Smouldering above her
Life is dire
Smile and recover
In due time
Burned by another
I've got my coastal endeavour
I survive
The end of another line

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Art d'Ecco

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