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White Foxes 
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by Susanne Sundfør
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Poses, poses
That's all you are to me
Roses, roses
That's all you're offering me
And now I wish to God that the earth would turn cold
And my forget it's made of glass
And all the pretty would disappear
And disturb me again
You me my gun
I'll go out and hunt the hidden dome
white foxes
With white foxes
Freeze
Hunger, hunger
Is the purest sin
It is an empty in a crowded bin
I wept and I stumbled, I fought and I craved
For the of soul
But all I want to do now is around
Down barren in fields of snow
You me my gun
I'll go out and the dome
With white foxes
foxes
Freeze
Freeze
My eye is my sanctuary
My eye is my sanctuary
My eye is my sanctuary
My eye is my sanctuary
That's all you are to me
Roses, roses
That's all you're offering me
And now I wish to God that the earth would turn cold
And my forget it's made of glass
And all the pretty would disappear
And disturb me again
You me my gun
I'll go out and hunt the hidden dome
white foxes
With white foxes
Freeze
Hunger, hunger
Is the purest sin
It is an empty in a crowded bin
I wept and I stumbled, I fought and I craved
For the of soul
But all I want to do now is around
Down barren in fields of snow
You me my gun
I'll go out and the dome
With white foxes
foxes
Freeze
Freeze
My eye is my sanctuary
My eye is my sanctuary
My eye is my sanctuary
My eye is my sanctuary
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