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• Artiste: Benjy Davis Project (The)
• Titre: Iron Chair
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Woo Pill bottle in her pocket poking out her jeans Makes a boy think about a million things And she hasn't been the same since the day that he let her down So now she's always on her worst behavior Who's your savior now? She never sleeps more than an hour when she's sleeping alone So for now, she just don't She leaves messages, vestiges, warning and portents Of sick, sad, suicidal thoughts Like it's his fault Oh, it's going to take a deep soul to pull her in A light heart to keep her there Callused hands to help her fight And soft lips to pull her hair For the sirens when she's all on fire She's on fire, on fire in an iron chair She never sleeps more than an hour when she's sleeping alone So for now, she just don't She leaves messages, vestiges, warning and portents Of sick, sad, suicidal thoughts Like it's his fault, it ain't my fault It's going to take a deep soul to pull her in A light heart to keep her there Callused hands to help her fight And soft lips to pull her hair Hear for the sirens when she's all on fire She's on fire, on fire in an iron chair Oh Woo... Oh, it's going to take a deep soul to pull her in A light heart to keep her there Callused hands to help her fight And soft lips to pull her hair Hear for the sirens when she's all on fire She's on fire, on fire in an iron chair Woo woo