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• Artiste: Toy Horses
• Titre: Shoestring Carousel
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In a room Full of nails and much to know Well everything's always been Just how it has And the smile's getting painted on upstairs It's the evening shaking crowd with bodily And my memories Don't belong to me Try not to see And in your mind It may be so But if you can't afford to live I don't want to know The lackeys tripped And they'll be pistols at dawn It's all upon your head Wish you'd never been born And those tragedies Will mean nothing to me Oh can't you see Cause hope can leave your head Pretty short of breath But yeah you're still our friend There's not too many left of them I tell ya I'd lied believe me I know the rumors might outlive me Watch me get there I'll get better It's too late Too late In your mind It's to and fro I'll apologize for jumping down your throat And those memories don't belong to me Try not to see Cause hope can leave your head Pretty short of breath But yeah you're still our friend There's not too many left of them And who holds you now Holds you now And who holds you down Holds your hand Shoot score shoes Shoestring carousel (now) Score shoots scores Shoestring carousel (now) Shoot shoe shoot shoe Shoestring carousel (now) Shoe shoe shoot shoe Shoestring carousel (now) Now Now Now