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Chris Koza - Pheasants şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Chris Koza

albüm: Exit Pesce


A pheasant's flight falls short
A firework feathers
A lone report, no reply
Cold and wrapped up and released
A recurring black-eye in the east
You deny
Now we're strangers in the midst
Of a plot with all-too-familiar twists
Why should I?
Dogs are barking kids are swearing fire hydrant's pouring out the side
Delivery trucks with engines running doubled parked
While traffic can't decide
I wish I was a photographer with a camera that would never tell a lie
Two crescents in a sling
Two halves that make a ring
To divide
Now we trade these sorry blows
Two fighters who should have retired years ago
But can't say goodbye

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