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Testo Drainpipes
Testo Drainpipes
In the land with no drainpipes there's a girl
with a flute in her throat
She's only in bloom whispering
by the command of a ghost
She dares not to speak knowing tahat this would unfold
The lack of a voice, genuinely hers all alone
In the land with no drainpipes again they are switching their seats
A new order to what has bored them enough,
where's the news?
So she, Sophie, buys herself a skeleton
to simply believe
That there once was a shape underneath
our infinite possibilities
Bring her snowstorms
Bring her back to the chain
Bring the dictator
who is now sleeping in vain
with a flute in her throat
She's only in bloom whispering
by the command of a ghost
She dares not to speak knowing tahat this would unfold
The lack of a voice, genuinely hers all alone
In the land with no drainpipes again they are switching their seats
A new order to what has bored them enough,
where's the news?
So she, Sophie, buys herself a skeleton
to simply believe
That there once was a shape underneath
our infinite possibilities
Bring her snowstorms
Bring her back to the chain
Bring the dictator
who is now sleeping in vain
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