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• Artiste: Ingrid Michaelson
• Titre: Porcelain Fists
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"Follow your heart", he said. Your heart will take you there. "Swallow your pride", he said. For pride is anything but rare. So I walked into your eyes without a raincoat on And in the salty sea, I find you're all but gone. Take my hand, you're treading water I feel I am slipping away from underneath my toes Nobody knows Where is it she goes? Looked in the bathroom stall Your back against the wall. Cold tiles beneaath your knees, Your body broke your fall. Spitting into your own reflection gazing back Inside your porcelain fists, your palms begin to crack. So take my hand your treading water And I feel sand slipping underneath my toes Nobody knows Where is it she goes? When those sad eyes start to close Nobody knows Where is it she goes? When those sad eyes close