Correction Paroles Pigeon Holes par Weatherworn

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I'm static, roaming through your radio
I'm interference to the signal..
Disturbance to your favorite show.

I'd kill to let you know...
I'd kill to let you know.

I found condolence in November cold,
Fragile footprints travel through the snow.
Spent my winter patching pigeon holes
Replaced those broken windows.

I found composure in familiar faces
And quite settling in dead end places.
I found composure in familiar faces
And quite settling in dead end places.

You're eyes are closed
The bridge is up in smoke.
You're grasping at the split ends of the ropes.
Dangling by the burden it's become.
Just won't shake the subtle aching in your bones.

I'm the whistle in the breeze,
Dividing leaves from trees
On this annual ending.
You're the chattering of teeth.
Cold-hearted and empty.

I found composure in familiar faces
And quite settling in dead end places.
I found composure in familiar faces
And quite settling in dead end places.

You're eyes are closed
The bridge is up in smoke.
You're grasping at the split ends of the ropes.
Dangling by the burden it's become.
Just won't shake the subtle aching in your bones.

You'll never know...
You'll never know
You'll never know.

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