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Bells
Hey Mercedes
Is this the best you have to offer us?
You genius, your hair mussed
By now you must have heard about the whirling world outside
Twist a knife in it, I don't care
Drain the life from it, I don't care
With a coy sigh in time
If you can fake it you can take them like a photograph.
With girlfriend waiting on the line
Fine, but can't you wait to make her cry?
And they'll remember you alive
So here's your credit for the lie
As that pain in their unkind invitation tonight
That you've been hanging
And over awaiting your reply.
Scandalous? oh, spare us.
Is this the worst you have to peddle us?
By now they must have heard about your worried world inside
Call all your lovers up, I don't care
Pull the covers up, I don't care
If the fates sing to your face queen of the raincloud club.
Your best friend waiting on the line
I lied when I said we were alike
To compliment your new shine
I can hardly stand to stand here now
To be your stare to admit to all
The pain that you've been painting
And over and I can't bear to stay.
Aren't we bridges, aren't we bells?
So come on and sing along
Aren't we chuckling through our curls?
Up to heaven and down to hell
Say it again pal, aren't we bells?
Where we choose our goals of glory
Aren't we statues in a story
Over family and over friends
Say it again and again.
Aren't we bridges aren't we bells?
Up to heaven and down to hell
Say it again pal, aren't we bells?
Aren't we sighing in our cells?
Aren't we bells?
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תודה, המערכת תבדוק את הקליפ ותוסיף אותו למאגר
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