paroles de chanson Sprained Ankle - Sparrow Sleeps
Wish
I
could
write
songs
about
anything
other
than
death
I
can't
go
to
bed
without
trying
the
red
shaven
operas
Each
one
so
heavy,
each
one
so
cumbersome
Each
one
a
lead
weight
hanging
between
my
lung
Spilling
my
guts
Spit
on
a
microphone
breaking
my
voice
Whenever
I'm
alone
with
you,
can't
talk
Well,
isn't
this
weather
nice?
Sure
you're
okay?
Should
I
go
somewhere
else
and
hide
my
face?
Sprinter,
learning
away
Marathon
running,
my
ankles
are
sprained
Marathon
running,
my
ankles
are
sprained
Ooh,
ooh,
ooh
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