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Tripping Horses

アーティスト:The Russian Futurists 

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I drift off course I'm destined to be Tripping horses in western movies and Looking out the front door backing out And sending myself packing You never seem to call anymore You're always showing up late You always fall to the floor My handwriting is getting much worse I can't remember last night Is that a blessing or curse? I headed home with guts full of rye And a head full of thoughts That seem to cut like a knife I feel it like the cold seeping in Or a butterfly knife With its blade deep within and I drift off course I'm destined to be Tripping horses in western movies and Looking out the front door backing out And sending myself packing I tried with words to take her away With nothing new left to say I'm spewing paper mache So call me but just let it ring once And we'll meet up in the fall Or maybe when the spring comes I'm building sets for suns on the stage With a pen as a sword And a gun as a page Thank god there's still a few good ones left A few more dead winter storms A few more golden sunsets I drift off course I'm destined


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