or
Miike Snow

Last call for everything
A pool of emmalines delirious
She lingers like a chain
It's more than grave but not to serious
Send your reverie to me
Faker

Into the mouth of green morning
Faker
I am so wide awake
The wind is moving blossoms through the door
It's more than I can take
But half as much as what it was before

Send your reverie to me
Faker
Into the mouth of green morning
Faker

Written by KARLSSON, CHRISTIAN / WINNBERG, PONTUS JOHAN / BLAKEMORE, ANDREW WYATT
Published by Universal Music Publishing Group, DOWNTOWN MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC

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