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The Twilight Sad
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Cold Days From the Birdhouse
Another hotel With ruined plans Romantic gesture With ruined plans And so you make it your own But this is where your arm can't go you make it your own
Another phone call With ruined plans Romantic gesture With ruined plans
And so you make it your own But this is where your arm can't go You make it your own But this is where your arm can't go
And your red sky at night won't follow me It won't follow me now. I won't wear your shoes I won't clip your wings.
I see it when you lied We all look so surprised And will you come back? You come back?
And breathing in smoke signs Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Like a puppet told to drive And will you come back? You come back?
And your red sky at night won't follow me It won't follow me now. And your red sky at night won't follow me It won't follow me now. And your red sky at night won't follow me It won't follow me now. And your red sky at night won't follow me You won't follow me now.
Where are your manners? So, where are your manners? And where are your manners? And where are your manners? So, where are your manners? And where are your manners? And where are your manners? And where are your manners? So, where are your manners? And where are your manners? So, where are your manners? And where are your manners? And where are your manners? So, where are your manners?
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