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Description
As if the soul were soft fabric, turned inside out and stretched out by trembling hands. A song about that very insecurity that people hide behind sharp jokes and automatic smiles. It's about the desire to be understood to the core, but with a panic-stricken fear that it will actually happen. When the heart is not broken, it is simply wide open, and everything inside rings like a string stretched to the point of squeaking.
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