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Death From Above 1979 - Glass Homes şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Death From Above 1979

albüm: Is 4 Lovers


We're all born into other people's stuff
Maybe your politics suck
Face it, everybody's messed up
We're all sick of the same old trick
But there's some magic in the world
Believe in something or it does't turn
'Round, 'round, 'round
All we're doing is
Throwing stones from glass homes
Throwing stones from glass homes
♪
We're all born just trying to take a breath
Maybe your lungs are still wet
So you cry until you finally get
A small piece of the sky inside
You know that heaven is a leaven
There is low and dry and so we get
High, high, high
Watch the ceiling, love
Throwing stones from glass homes
Throwing stones from glass homes
Throwing stones from glass homes
Throwing stones from glass homes

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