Letra de Blue - Waxahatchee

We, we never leave the beach
We'll grow numb to the mystique
And the world spins as we sleep

Running water, running
Running water, running

Some are allergic to the sun
They'll grow numb in the long run
They'll get everything they want

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Running water, running
Running water, running
Running water, running
Running water, running

Running water, running
Running water, running
Running water, running
Running water, running