Land of Talk - The Man Who Breaks Things (Dark Shuffle) | Текст песни

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He said son turn it down is it ten that's a bad i disbelieve
And the words just sad stroke through the crowd and the Smoke they gave you twenty three

Breath made in heartache
And i barely was drawn in
Cause i made up my misses
And you'll always be the man who breaks things

Since when does the soul of the song

Does the cracks in the walls
Then build a sadder world?
Do they make dirty friends
Do they take a glimpse
And come and soften her

Breath paid in heartache
And i barely was drawn in
Cause i made up my misses
And you'll always be the man who breaks things

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