Lyrics Pistol - Dahlia
My
head
is
a
pistol
and
it?
s
banging
your
way
My
hands
are
an
ocean,
and
they?
ll
reach
you
someday
You?
ll
never
see
me
as
i?
m
flying
over
you
Can
you
still
hear
me,
drifting,
like
the
sound
of
the
balloon
Come
on
and
set
a
curse
on
me
and
make
it
please
last
long
Come
on
and
hold
your
fears,
this
instant
won?
t
last
long
My
easy
finger
is
tracing
lines
on
your
walls
And
dripping
painting
on
your
worn
out
rug
My
pigeon
eye
sight
is
a
wall
of
despair
Never
be
frightened
and
take
care
of
what?
s
left
Come
on
and
set
a
curse
on
me
and
make
it
please
last
long
Come
on
and
hold
your
fears,
this
instant
won?
t
last
long
Come
on
and
face
your
fears
for
this
angel
to
play
Have
his
voice
now
ringing
in
the
church
of
decay
Make
it
so
quiet
it
will
play
all
night
long
For
every
hour
lost
hides
a
step
to
the
arch
Make
it
so
early
game,
make
it
reel
and
roll
Tear
it
up
and
run
around
it,
it
won?
t
go
far
I
wish
you?
d
count
on
me
I
wish
you?
d
lean
on
me
I
wish
you?
d
trust
me
and
follow
me
all
along
Ahahahahah...
1 Braises
2 Fragments
3 Rien ne change
4 (Boredom) coming
5 Retrouvailles
6 Ma cécité
7 Silence
8 Pistol
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