Local Natives - Cubism dream
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[Verse]
Dmshe flew across the sCea
Fwe talked on a smCall screeA#n
Dma cubism dreaCm
Fthe most beautiful sqCuares i'd ever A#seen
Dmthe canvas was frCee
Fa gift good motCher gave toA# me
Fwe jCokeFd at Dmhow they tCalked so difA#ferently
Dmi will never know whCat had rot my heart
Fit just came and weCnt in the dA#ark
Dmi had changed into Cthe certain kind of man
Fthat could break your Cheart with his owA#n hands
Dmwe were to scan our own tCowns
Fand make good on Cwhat we fA#ound
Dmoh what a fool i was to thiCnk
Fthat i could get Cby on a smile andA# a wink
Dmi make a friend i make you siCck
Fcould you even imaCgine a kA#iss
Fwe sCpokFe of Dmhow we talCked so diffeA#rently
Fi spCokeF of hDmow i felt Cso differentA#ly
Dmi will never know whaCt had rot my heart
Fit just came and Cwent in the daA#rk
Dmi had changed into Cthe certain kind of man
Fthat could break youCr heart with his oA#wn hands
Fso in australia on hallCoween
Fi proved what our love meaCnt to me
Cthe suffering the strugglA#ing
Ci did it for you i did iA#t for me