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Playing Footsie Is Beginning To Affect Our Friendship

 

Playing Footsie Is Beginning To Affect Our Friendship

(альбом: Rivers Of Blood And Sadness, Or Maybe Happy - 2009)


La la la la
La la la la la
La la la la
La la la la la

We must, we must
We must concede
To the urgency
Of the lonely roads
And awful things

Oh the scent is near
Is coming on way too strong
When the rules are all out
Pulling flesh from bone
Yeah

La la la la
La la la la la

We must, we must
We must believe
In fatal things
Like phone in hands
And awkward kisses

Well the scent is near
Is coming on way too strong
When the rules are all out
Pulling flesh from bone
Yeah

I never get it right the first time
I never get it right the first time

So maybe
Maybe this time
The mourning will devour me whole

La la la la
La la la la la
La la la la
La la la la la

Oh the scent is near
Is coming on way too strong
When the rules are all out
Pulling flesh from bone
Yeah

I never get it right the first time
I never get it right the first time
I never get it right the first time
I never get it right the first time

So maybe
Maybe this time
The mourning will devour me whole

La la la la
La la la la la
La la la la
La la la la la

Devour me whole

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