Expeditions - Pursed Lips | Текст песни

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• Expeditions
• Pursed Lips

A sight to see, ignoring yet another one.
I’d like just to see her enjoy some time alone instead of on the phone.
Trace the dots to find most of all the pieces.
They hide in the corners to make your life a home on the bottom shelf.

Holding your breath until no one can see you
break through the walls that keep circles beneath you.
A day to soon and the clock’s running backwards,
tomorrow we’ll see why we all run like cowards