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| Tripwires J. Englishman |
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| Well you can't see me, I'm not here But I know everything you fear And I can drag you down And cloud what once seemed clear But you can't see me, I'm not here And I can teach you how to cry And I will fill your mouth with flies So tell me all your secrets I'll tell you all my lies And I will teach you how to cry On Tripwires, landmines On tripwires, for you to find On Tripwires, on tripwires On landmines for you to find My mouth is numb, my touge is still My voice is cigarettes and milk I have become a void impossible to fill My mouth is numb, my tounge is still On Tripwires, landmines On tripwires, for you to find On Tripwires, on tripwires On landmines for you to find (repeat and fade) |
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