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Feeder - Crash lyrics
I put my best foot first and it got burnt communication always hurts I've got myself so deep inside a hole I taste the air go thin as I get old I don't think so as I get old I don't think so She's my hands she's my hands picks me up when I crash down Build me wings so I can fly she's my novacaine ride novacaine Pick up the pieces of my world glue them together I wish I could I can't believe it as the picture fades just like a TV but the sound remains I don't think so no I don't think so She's my hands she's my hands picks me up when I crash down Build me wings so I can fly she's my novacaine ride Feel it as I shake shatter illusions fade taste my bitter tears Cut my heart with shears I don't think so I don't think so She's my hands, she's my hands picks me up when I crash down Build me wings so I can fly she's my novacaine ride She's my hands she's my hands picks me up when I crash down novacaine |
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