Les Doux - Picking Pockets | Текст песни

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I tried to drive the devils out,
But they weren't having it at all,
I tried to tell them to leave,
But they just make themselves at home,
My ship is sinking in a sea that's filled with all my short comings,
I'm all I didn't want to be,
So you should stay away from me.

I've laid new paths down your crooked spine,
With these hands of mine, these hands of mine.

Like a child runs to its mother, I call to you for help,
And you picked me up, and took me in,
And told me that the world was mine if I'd reach out and take it but,
I just didn't understand,
I followed blindly and devoured every word you said.
And now I lay here, my body broken,
Just like the promises you made to me.

I swear if you forget me, my breath won't stop,
I only pray that you'll remember what our hands have wrought,
If you just think of all the life our bodies have brought,
And a child is a child whether we know it or not.

I kept your voice inside my head,
But it just wouldn't let me rest,
I hide your words inside my ears,
But they began to disappear,
They threw themselves against my teeth,
But I just couldn't let them leave,
Forever in my head they'll shout,
My God, please drive the devils out.

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