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• Artiste: Summer Set (The)
• Titre: Papercut
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How can you tell me that your minds made up When I see you throwing pennies in a well for luck And for what, we're not stuck here Just keep messing around and get in trouble, like we used to, like we're used to How can you tell me that your minds made up When we're just eighteen, we're much too young to make decisions 'bout the future Where we wanna be for now Nothing's changing now, nothing's changing my, papercut doesn't hurt that much You sneak under my skin like, the first time we touched You're not out of luck, you just, think too much Are you over your head or just holding your breath Why do you think you're such a mess? How can you tell me that you're scared to jump When you dove head first down the well for luck And I saved you when you got stuck You're not as scared with the people you love Oh, how can you tell me that I drink too much What's the fun in never fucking up Got no decisions about the future running through my head for now Nothing's changing no, I'm not changing this papercut doesn't hurt that much You sneak under my skin like the first time we touched You're not out of luck you just think too much Are you over your head or just holding your breath Why do you think your such a mess? You're not alone, I found a friend in your demon so you don't have to see them You're not alone, no you just don't know who you are... My papercut doesn't hurt that much You sneak under my skin like the first time we touched You're not out of luck you just think too much Are you over your head or just holding your breath My papercut doesn't hurt that much You sneak under my skin like the first time we touched You're not out of luck you just think too much Are you over your head or just holding your breath Why do you think you're such a mess? How can you can tell me that your minds made up When I see you throwing pennies in a well for luck And for what, we're not stuck here Just keep messing around and get in trouble like we used to, like we used to...