Paroles de Brooklyn Bridge
Don't take offenseBut I thought a lot about this
I've got to make one last stand
From the Brooklyn bridge
My shadow's getting smaller
And smaller still
Blue stains
On a photograph
Where truth lays
In an unmarked grave
And true friends
at the side of life
Paper and socks separate you from the floor
Peaceful moon on the table
Count backwards from up
Blue stains
On a photograph
Where truth lays
In an unmarked grave
And true friends
At the side of life
On a photograph
Where truth lays
In an unmarked grave
And your fame
At the side of life
Blue stains
On a photograph
Where truth lays
In an unmarked grave
And true friends
at the side of life
Paper and socks separate you from the floor
Peaceful moon on the table
Count backwards from up
Blue stains
On a photograph
Where truth lays
In an unmarked grave
And true friends
At the side of life
On a photograph
Where truth lays
In an unmarked grave
And your fame
At the side of life
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