paroles de chanson
All
of
your
creases
are
sizing
their
bones
All
of
your
pages
are
open
at
once
Forgive
my
transgression
if
your
heart's
at
the
wheel
Don't
care
what
they
call
you,
there's
no
clever
thing
to
feel
Poking
a
hole
in
what's
feeble
But
my
arms
are
too
short
I'm
known
to
act
average
as
a
last
resort
Sliding
off
your
trust
Your
voice
screams
into
my
head
Do
you
think
that
I
was
raised
by
a
reasonable
man?
My
feeble
memory's
just
a
bucket
full
of
rain
You
found
an
eternity
lodged
in
your
pain
Do
you
really
want
something
or
everything
else
instead?
Why
bring
a
cannibal
into
our
bed?
Poking
a
hole
in
what's
feeble
But
my
arms
are
too
short
I'm
known
to
act
average
as
a
last
resort
Sliding
off
your
trust
Your
voice
screams
into
my
head
Do
you
think
that
I
was
raised
by
a
reasonable
man?
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