Salt - B.Miles

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Salt Lyrics

I wanted love the most
But it never stays long
Add knots to my bedpost
Pretend they're mine

Sundress wrinkled on the floor
I'm naked you're not here no more
To keep me warm keep me warm
Crack the door with the trash bin
Maybe you will come back in
And keep me warm keep me warm


My love my love my love
My love my love my love
Pour the salt in the wound
My love my love my love
My love my love my love
Pour the salt in the wound

Just hanging on the phone
Wishing it's too good to be true
Just me and my lonesome
Ashes on the tray long overdue

For my to pry myself away
From nonchalant toying games
Won't keep me warm keep me warm
Crack the door with the trash bin
Maybe you will come back in
And keep me warm keep me warm

My love my love my love
My love my love my love
Pour the salt in the wound
My love my love my love
My love my love my love
Pour the salt in the wound

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Brenna Miles is the heart (and lovely face) of the hypnotic New York-based music project, B.Miles. And she’s more than just an ethereal, yet salty voice—Brenna is an insanely talented songwriter, presence on any stage (including Bowery Ballroom, um hi!), and new mama to a lovable pitbull—among many other hustles. Originally from Pasadena, California, Brenna’s melodies exude sultry coastal vibes. B.Miles puts out the type of music that you, quite frankly, want to listen to… all the time. They are perfect for a day at the beach, have the ability to soothe any stormy day, and are ideal for when you’re stuck working from home. There really is no way to describe their sound—it’s unique, yet comforting. Funky, yet relaxing. It crosses over from the East Coast to the West Coast, and then back again. Read more on Last.fm. User-contributed text is available under the Creative Commons By-SA License; additional terms may apply.

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