Текст песни Fashion - Paige , nelward
I
was
treading
in
the
sea
Fastened
to
the
fable
of
an
island
made
of
green
And
i
was
threading
through
my
seams
Tangled
in
the
fabric
of
a
fleeting
fever
dream
Far
beyond
my
mind's
fixation
Here
are
fascists
making
factions
of
their
fucked
up
brigades
And
i'm
a
sad
little
boy
Playing
with
childhood
toys
And
fluoxetine
joys
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the
fashion
of
a...
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fashion
of
a...
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fashion
of
a...
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fashion
of
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I'm
the
sad
little
mouth
Screaming
without
a
sound
Oh!
Hold
me
dear,
I
wallow
out
in
vain
I'm
the
perilous
weight
Pinning
you
to
the
gate
As
metal
coils
clash
and
call
out
your
name
Just
when
you
think
i'm
gonna
stop
I'm
winding
up
these
frail
chains
for
one
more
good
time
romp
Cause
you're
such
a
class
act
Such
a
lad,
such
a
snack
When
your
fiction
is
fact
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the
fashion
of
a...
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fashion
of
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fashion
of
a...
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the
fashion
of
a...
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the
fashion
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