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Tattoos
03:54
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Ice covers all the sidewalks outside
And snow's started coating the streets
But darling I swear it's warm inside
So stay a little longer in bed with me
Ooooh
With me
It's funny how we always end here
With legs entangled with sheets with arms
I don't need any wine or any beer
Your company never did me any harm
I'll wear your hickeys like tattoos around my neck
And cloister away in your holy bed
Curl your fingers around me like a turtleneck
And gasp my name like your dying breath
Cause you taste sweet as sin
Mmmm
Mmmm
Didn't know when you asked the last time
If I'd considered something more
With faded violet stains you bestowed last night
I could see our portrait forevermore
I'll wear your hickeys like tattoos around my neck
And cloister away in your holy bed
Curl your fingers around me like a turtleneck
And gasp my name like your dying breath
Cause I would let you in
Won't you come on in
Mmmm
Mmmm
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This City
03:57
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People ask me where's the best place for lunch
And honestly, I don't know
And people say, "Just head to Meridian Street"
But I don't know how to go
Come Friday night, I don't even have my own car
So I'll stay in, who would have thunk
Cause I'm wearing scarlet in a sea of blue
And my friends drink to get drunk
Am I in a foreign land?
Or am I the foreigner?
My hometown or a stranger, I'm not sure
And I've lived here all my life
The place where I was born
But you make this city a home
I never knew about that restaurant up north
The one that's close by your house
We ate lunch there, and then we went to that thrift shop
The one that I just heard about
Am I in a foreign land?
Or am I the foreigner?
My hometown or a stranger, I'm not sure
And I've lived here all my life
The place where I was born
But you make this city a home
If you'll let me, I'd like to spend the night with you
Even maybe two or more, if that's cool
And I've realized that I've been such a fool
Cause home's not a place, it's people, too
Am I in a foreign land?
Or am I the foreigner?
My hometown or a stranger, I'm not sure
And I've lived here all my life
The place where I was born
But you make this city a home
You make this city our home
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Untouchable
02:27
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Your toothbrush sits in my drawer
Your towel hangs on my door
And those things are untouchable
You are untouchable
My hickeys have yet to fade
My lips still enshrine your name
And those things are untouchable
You are untouchable
If you change your mind
I'll be right here
I still feel like "us"
Maybe in 5 years
'Cause those things are untouchable
You are untouchable
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Mae-Mae Han Indiana
22-year-old singer-songwriter, multi-instrumentalist, and pharmacy student in Indianapolis writing/recording songs about my life. Existing in a near-constant state of heartbreak. Mostly sad girl pop.
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