Correction Paroles Closing Hymn par Golden Birds

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The drone off the interstate is breezing through your door
His keys are in his hand and you should have f*cking known
Yeah sure you understand
Sometimes you need some time alone
You've heard that one before

Well it was him girl not you

Your feet are in their sockets your eyes are on the floor
You're pillowtalking with your fears and waiting for the sun
You've been here how many years
And what are you doing and what have you done
You picture your walk to work and you know
That the first time you pass someone
He'll flash his eyes away from yours
The moment that they meet
He'll crinkle himself half a smile the conquistador the elite
He'll leave you dumb humming some clumsy elegy yeah
I've heard that one before

But look it'll be him girl not you

Don't you dare think that you're small
Don't you dare think that you're small
Don't you dare think that you're small
Don't you dare think that you're small
Forget the news
The radio
And the blurred screen
You cut through them all
You're all the way over here inside of me
Pushing out at every wall

Don't you dare think that you're small

Theirs was a jealous God young virile the lion's roar
A fearsome warrior f*ckyouupper flattered by our prayers
Who fed his vultures their supper
Flashed up a flood disciplined his heirs
Yeah that was then
Now ours would rather keep off of the stairs
An empty-nested housewife at the end of the day
Wearied from a life of tidying clutters others made
Crashed out on a couch with her dinner on a tray
Unimpressed unimpressed unimpressed
With what we've got to say
Casting away with a mighty hand a reality as it brays
Spaking give it a rest
Give it a rest
We've heard that one before

Yeah it's him girl not you
You know it's him girl not you
You know it's him

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