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Paroles de la chanson The Man That Knew Too Much par Silverchair
There was a man who knew too much
With a panic attack mind but a chance to numb
His golden touch, to ignore the will of time
Had me struck down open to the fact
I was standing in a line with a broken occupation on my back
Time is not a moment we're letting slip away
There's nothing left to say it's changing everyday
The way I'm thinking in different shades of grey
It's not enough to say that this is my love
He had the anti midas touch
Temporary state of mind
But a chance to die enhances growth
Now I'm trembling all the time
Stumble round making faces on the scene
Scene what what
Stumble round make your faces on your own
Time is not a moment we're letting slip away
There's nothing left to say it's changing everyday
The way I'm thinking in different shades of grey
It's not enough to say that this is my love
I'm not you're mocking bird
That sings your cellar song
She got a paper run
Temporary state of mind
But a chance to die enhances growth
Now I'm trembling all the time
Stumble round making faces on the scene
Scene what what
Stumble round make your faces on your own
Time is not a moment we're letting slip away
There's nothing left to say it's changing everyday
The way I'm thinking in different shades of grey
It's not enough to say that this is my love
I'm not you're mocking bird
That sings your cellar song
She got a paper run
You're compensated
Can we all gather round on the scene
Can we all move around on our own
Are ya a mover shaker all alone
Time is not a moment we're letting slip away
There's nothing left to say it's changing every day
The way I'm thinking in different shades of grey
It's not enough to say
Time is not a moment we're letting slip away
There's nothing left to say but this is my love
I'm not you're mocking bird
Can we all gather round on the scene
Can we all move around on our own
Are ya a mover shaker all alone
Time is not a moment we're letting slip away
There's nothing left to say it's changing every day
The way I'm thinking in different shades of grey
It's not enough to say
Time is not a moment we're letting slip away
There's nothing left to say but this is my love
I'm not you're mocking bird
That sings your cellar song
She got a paper run to write you letters wrong
She got a paper run to write you letters wrong
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