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terça-feira, julho 10, 2007

grande video... grande voz...

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Pull the blindfold down
So your eyes can't see
Now run as fast as you can
Through this field of trees

Say goodbye to everyone
You have ever known
You are not gonna see them ever again

I can't shake this feeling I've got
My dirty hands, have I been in the wars?
The saddest thing that I'd ever seen
Were smokers outside the hospital doors

Someone turn me around
Can I start this again?

How can we wear our smiles
With our mouths wide shut
Cause you stopped us from singing

I can't shake this feeling I've got
My dirty hands, have I been in the wars?
The saddest thing that I'd ever seen
Were smokers outside the hospital doors

Someone turn me around
Can I start this again?
Now someone turn us around
Can we start this again?

We've all been changed
From what we were
Our broken parts
Left smashed on the floor

I can't believe you
If I can't hear you
I can't believe you
If I can't see you

We've all been changed
From what we were
Our broken parts
Smashed on the floor

We've all been changed
From what we were
Our broken parts
Smashed on the floor

Someone turn me around
(We've all been changed from what we were)
Can I start this again?
(Our broken parts smashed on the floor)
Now someone turn us around
(We've all been changed from what we were)
Can we start this again?
(Our broken parts smashed on the floor)

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(The Editors; Smokers Outside The Hospital Doors in An End Has A Start)
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