paroles de chanson Broken Bottles - Silversun Pickups
Broken
bottles
under
the
sink
I'm
kissing
babies,
with
wedding
rings
Evaporation,
it
makes
me
think
Of
broken
bottles
under
the
sink
Dear
God,
can
I
cut
in
line?
Dear
God,
am
I
wasting
my
time?
Broken
bottles
under
the
skin
The
imitation
pushes
the
pin
I
can't
afford
to
keep
it
thin
Broken
bottles
under
the
skin
Dear
God,
can
I
cut
in
line?
Dear
God,
am
I
wasting
my
time?
All
broken
bottles
behind
the
scene
I'm
filling
your
head
with
kerosine
Intoxicated
on
self
esteem
All
broken
bottles
behind
the
scenes
And
now
we're
breathing
in
our
policy
Keep
getting
bludgeoned
by
the
policy
Our
poor
little
broken
policy
Now
why
the
hell
is
this
all
happening?
Dear
God,
can
I
cut
in
line?
Dear
God,
am
I
wasting
my
time?
[Solo]
Can
we
hold
on
to
me
Cause
everything
is
sinking
in
denial
While
my
teeth
keep
on
chattering
How
can
you
leave,
When
the
bloods
up
to
my
knees
And
the
doors
of
cement
It's
never
ending
I
don't
want
to
relive
this
I
don't
want
to
relive
it
I
don't
want
to
relive
this
I
don't
want
to
relive
it
I
don't
want
to
relive
this
I
don't
want
to
relive
it
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