Paperdeer

Paperdeer - Time lyrics

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It bribed us now we entrapped between rusted jaws,
My feelings rope me, drag me on abrasive roads,
With the spasm we bottled up,
Two feet kick the gas until we crash

Life's a bit better than a head-knock in a nylon bag

The merits are unsweet but we have the Eden's foams
Sick - we eat bitter pills but they never heal broken bones

...Until I fray like a chalk
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Language: English

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