Paroles de Lines
i drew lines untill i couldn't see straightseven eight nine weeks since i last closed your gate
white clouds birds trees outside
i don't notice them
just the lines as they begin to mis-shapen
and when we were playing cards
oh how you liked to show off
but i could never really call your bluff
just the lines as they begin to mis-shapen
and when we were playing cards
oh how you liked to show off
but i could never really call your bluff
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