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Winterpills - Laughing Lyrics



Winterpills - Laughing Lyrics




I started losing you
About the time you told me everybody knew
I fell under the strain
And through the rear-view mirror watched you
Circle 'round the drain

I go back to all the places I've known
I knock hard but no one's ever at home
Why does every brilliant color I'm shown
Wanna bleed to grey?

And I can't hear you laughing anymore.
I can't hear you laughing.

I tried to find our flat
But god would never ever let us have the keys to that
I tried to buy a house
But the deal she offered me would mean
You'd have to call me Faust

I go back to all the places I've known
I knock hard but no one's ever at home
Why does every brilliant color I'm shown
Wanna bleed to grey?

And I can't hear you laughing anymore.
I can't hear you laughing.
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I started losing you
About the time you told me everybody knew
I fell under the strain
And through the rear-view mirror watched you
Circle 'round the drain

I go back to all the places I've known
I knock hard but no one's ever at home
Why does every brilliant color I'm shown
Wanna bleed to grey?

And I can't hear you laughing anymore.
I can't hear you laughing.

I tried to find our flat
But god would never ever let us have the keys to that
I tried to buy a house
But the deal she offered me would mean
You'd have to call me Faust

I go back to all the places I've known
I knock hard but no one's ever at home
Why does every brilliant color I'm shown
Wanna bleed to grey?

And I can't hear you laughing anymore.
I can't hear you laughing.
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Writer: PHILIP B PRICE
Copyright: Lyrics © NETTWERK MUSIC GROUP

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Length: 4:09
Written by: PHILIP B PRICE

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