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| 1. |
| 3:34 | 
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I fought them all
It never ends I keep tight and My wonder is less Oh Oh why I'm questioning I'll never ask So you can sleep in Your perfect address Oh Oh why You can look inside This calling curse The lines are drawn This is getting worse Oh Oh why Now I can tell Your looking now One comes one comes To find us out Oh Oh why |
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| 2. |
| 3:41 |
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She was merged she was thin
The case was wide open I see a heart on her shoulder With his first name written CHORUS And what do lately Consider to be yourself? With your outsize hands Your molten breath October is the month We'll pray for the summer When trees are branching A long distant murmur CHORUS So keep writing her name So it's setting in stone You'll live in the shadow Of these broken bones |
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| 3. |
| 3:16 | 
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| 4. |
| 2:49 |
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to moon6pence from shootingstar(papayeverte)
With the same eyes as me The same fearing frame We can try and disguise Compromise rights And I know what you're thinking We wear the same dress The same colours right Is this what suits our weakened pride? How do I know cos you're my blood With the kinks and wires like me The same fearing frame We can run and hide See the signs Call to no-one Taste with the same tongue Swelling up inside We can speak and re-sign What's yours is mine Blood |
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| 5. |
| 3:29 |
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to moonn6pence from shootingstar(papayeverte)
There is nothing left to prove We'll stand on our heads And shake out the news Silently we go down Never hand in hand It's my design And when words are failing I'm useless yet I continue in What has passed Can never end I close my door to everyone CHORUS From start to end We'll start again Forever now I've been allowed To be the last voice in the cold background It's one step over One lesson learned And you hold in your hand My design (Chorus to end) |
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| 6. |
| 5:05 |
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to moonn6pence from shootingstar(papayeverte)
It only took a glance Of fortune or guess A little drumming boy Was beating in my chest CHORUS La La La Is this a competition? I'm definitely winning Because two by two They came through And one in everyone Fits a million Chorus You keep on holding back Can't break it to yourself That your life is nothing But the fear's making sense The fear's making sense Chorus |
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| 7. |
| 3:22 |
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