Franklin Delano – All Your Body Broken Clues lyrics
Album: Like A Smoking Gun In Front Of Me
Work it out, please, like an obsessed leaf in the wind
Sort it out, please, struggle only to win
What's the point in laying eyes shut in the green?
A little ant thinks you're a mountain?
All you body broken clues
All your dreaming was untrue
All your bloody marble rules
All your bloody cancer grew
Work it out, please
Like a dog in the pit
Sort it out, please
Like a smoking gun in front of me
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