Lyrics

I'm trying real hard, I think I made it up Flushing out your face with the features from a magazine Worn slow secrets just to find my feet Ten toes, I've got five on each Losing my flow and my memories are so unnatural I am my own narrator Losing my flow and my memories are so unnatural I am my own narrator Footsteps erased I'll play my part Path doesn't change Mold beauty out of clay I'll play my part Write words for me to say The mirror guides us, affectionate I'll play mine A story of thieves' resurrection I'll play mine I'll play my part I'll play my part I'm trying real hard, I think I made it up Flushing out your face with the fеatures from a magazine Worn slow secrеts just to find my feet Worn slow secrets, well, that's all I need Losing my flow and my memories are so unnatural I am my own narrator Mold beauty out of clay Write words for me to say The mud is deep It floored me One person gained Let me play Let me narrate I'll play my part I'll play my part I'll play my part I'll play my part I'll play my part I'll play mine, I'll play mine, I'll play mine I'll play mine, I'll play mine, I'll play mine I'll play mine, I'll play mine, I'll play mine I'll play mine, I'll play mine, I'll play mine I'll play mine, I'll play mine, I'll play mine I'll play mine, I'll play mine, I'll play mine, I'll play My part, my part I'll play, I'll play, I'll play, I'll play I'll play, I'll play, I'll play, I'll play
Writer(s): Oliver Judge, Laurie Nankivell, Arthur Leadbetter, Louis Borlase, Anton Pearson, Martha Skye Murphy Badger Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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