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Luckless - Cities of Salt Lyrics

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Luckless – Cities of Salt Lyrics

Broken bottles in the mail, paper cutting through your heart
Break the seal and it will burn through your hands, holding all the ashes in the dark
Thirteen things that I could carry count them close into a bag,
Watch them thrown onto the road beneath the wheels, I ask only never to look back

To those cities of salt, to those houses of cards
To those sewers of gold, always falling apart

Cut your sacramental ties, under rope the blisters bind
Empty threats and numb regrets that you find, eaten through as bone under the knife
Under winter coloured eyes watch them bury you alive
While the rust will eat the steel from the sky your tears will form the glass that keeps you dry

Like those cities of salt, like those houses of cards
Like those sewers of gold, always falling apart

Weigh me down with paper leaves, broken bindings of a curse
Never mind the fears that haunt you at night, for nothing broken open holds its worth

Like those cities of salt, like those houses of cards
Like those sewers of gold, always falling apart

[Lyrics to Cities of Salt by Luckless]

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