These Ghosts - Coat Of Feathers | Текст песни

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I am the voice inside your head
If you listen you're as good as dead
I am the laughter as you hit the floor
The tv cameras crying out for more
What difference is a stranger's view
Pull yourself together we've all got our blues
Don't you forget it
Who'd love a boy crippled with self-doubt
Watching it destroy him from the inside out
What good's a heart that resents itself
For not belonging to somebody else
Listen to your mother for she speaks the truth
Pull yourself together we've all got our blues
Don't you forget it
No-one will tell you when the coast is clear
No coat of feathers and crowds that cheers
But look upon yourself with such distain
And your children will be picking your sad remains
This is it and no you're not alone
Everything means nothing if you're on your own

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