Sister See - The Spiral

Red forehead on the glass
Steaming up the windows
Drawing out the past
In shorthand and initials
I was waiting in the car
Biting my fingernails
Was I lonely anymore?
I seemed to think so

I lean into the turns
Spiralling back down
Was I lonely anymore?
I can't remember

Written by:
Alexander Whybrow

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sentric Music

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