Charlotte Gainsbourg (with Beck) - Master's Hands | Текст песни

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• Charlotte Gainsbourg (with Beck)
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Hold my head up
Right foot back
Take my hands down
Shake my back
Pull my strings
And cut my rope
Rattle my frame
And shatter my ghost
And if I can't get back in line
They're gonna break me down
Till the broad day light comes through

Breathe out, come alive
Give me a reason to feel

Take my eyes and
Paint my bones
Drill my brain
All full of holes
And patch it up before it leaks
These memories come two by three
And if I catch the master's hands
I'm gonna spend my days
On a discount revelry

Breathe out, come alive
Give me a reason to feel

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