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Paroles de la chanson Babys par Courting

Anna, run away
Little cigarette shoulders, she sold me the world
1:15th, I'll keep it in a little box
Ornate horses, key and lock-
She told me the good words I'd forget
I had a - ball, (my friends were there)
I don't know what that means and please
Let me tell you about my

Dream, we moved to the country
The ceilings were so high, that no one could touch them
You posed with a pitchfork, we pulled all the weeds out

And I got so many thorns stuck in my side

Affects my balance and my time
I can't pull them out without bleeding
Over the argyle, the reflex sight
(And I tried) I slept on the stairs that night
And the type wasn't as think as I wanted so I cried
As I ran through the long long hallways
And read out the names that I saw on the aisles and

You'd tell me, about the devil
And how she used to leave the knife on the side
And I know were this is heading
But I can't help but sympathise (hail)

You were in your hands
I was in your hands, everything I thought
Everything I said, runs through the outlines

The mould on the white tiles - and I'll try

So in the meanwhile... I'll spend twenties
You can spend twenties too

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