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Editors - Papillon lyrics

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Make our escape, you're my own papillon.
When time's to fast, feel love before it's gone.
It kicks like a sleep twitch.
My papillon, feel love when it's short.
(aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah)
It kicks like a sleep twitch!

Darling, just don't put down your guns yet,
if there really was a God here,
he'd have raised a hand by now.
Darling, you're born, get old and die here,
Well that's quite enough for me,
we'll find our own way home somehow.

No sense of doubt, or what you could achieve,
I'd help you out, I've seen the life you wish to leave.
But when it kicks like a sleep twitch!
You will choke, choke on the air you try to breathe.
It kicks like a sleep twitch!

Darling, just don't put down your guns yet,
if there really was a God here,
he'd have raised a hand by now.
Darling, you're born, get old and die here,
well that's quite enough for me dear,
we'll find our own way home somehow.
It kicks like a sleep twitch!
(aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah)
It kicks like a sleep twitch!
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Author: Chris Urbanowicz, Ed Lay, Russell Leetch, Tom Smith (3)

Composer: ?

Publisher: Editors

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Released in: 2011

Language: English

Translations: French , Dutch

Appearing on: In This Light and on This Evening (2009) , Black Gold (2019)

Last updated by Anonymous at Sunday 20th of September 2009 14:45

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