A Will Away - Play Dead | Текст песни

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Press here for oxygen
provided with good intent
Defy inhibition
With simple submission of guilt
And a slap on the hand
Put on your high stakes clothes
Pretend that no one knows
That you've got a head on those shoulders

Talk to me
When I'm fast asleep
About the things that you did for me

Forget the world outside
In search of better lives
Buy three dollar curtains
Slack off and
Steal cable and binge till the end of all time
Put on your business clothes
Pretend that no one knows
That I'm still the burden you shoulders

Talk to me
When I'm rolling deep
About the mess that I've made

Here I go

Oh god please bring me down slowly
Oh god please bring me down slowly

Talk to me
When I'm fast asleep
About the things we could have been

Oh god please bring me down slowly
'Cause I can't take it anymore

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