Текст песни Witness to a Murder (Part Two) - Mansun
All
my
life
What
I
mistook
for
friendly
pats
on
the
back
Were
really
the
hands
that
pushed
me
further
and
further
down
The
more
I
struggle,
the
less
I
achieve
Deep,
chlorine
breath
Minutes
bleed
into
hours,
bleed
into
days
Something
keeps
me
in
this
disinfected
womb
We
see
things
differently
in
daylight,
I
suppose
I
mean,
everything
is
an
excuse
for
something
But
my
conscience
is
intact
I
can
deny
everything
I'm
waving
into
blind
eyes
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