Paroles Quarter Past Three de Josh Mcdermott

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Textes et Paroles de Quarter Past Three




contentment puts on her mask,
blends into a bustling crowd,
hides from us with subtlty,
paints our days with bright sunshine,
buries our faces in regrets,
ties our hands to stranger's wrists,
leaves us pasted ransom notes;
"choose conformity and you'll get me;
meet me by the abandoned church,
i'll be there at quarter past three,
with more lies and promises,
the truth is that you'll never catch me."

Contentment puts on her mask,
looks just like a girl I knew,
when i was young and made of glass,

conformity paints up it's face,
smiles big with shinin teeth,
empty words in an empty space.

conformity paints up it's face,
looks just like some friends I knew,
when I was young and out of place.

I pull my hands to block my eyes,
truth in mirrors i dont wanna see,
the wretched and untalented, me:


obsessed with contentment and conformity.

Love draws the curtains,
smothers hope inside a lover's tangle,
and takes a step away from me.

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