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Trustful Hands
We are sentimental animals We are undercover criminals We were meant to make a thing or two Meant to break the laws of gravity Too, oh
Hold on Go slow Lights out Let go Stay put At ease Breathe out Then in
Oh no, no, no There comes chaos
Reach out Like me Easily Sucked in When I dance In disorder Do I want to Make sense at all
Oh no, no, no Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Not this time and
Comes and goes, comes and goes Chaos is my second home I don't mind where I land As long as I'm in trustful hands
We are sentimental animals We are undecover criminal We were meant to make a thing or two Meant to break the laws of gravity Too oh
Burn bridges Lose ground Bite the dust Where's order When it's needed Do I want to Make some at all
No, no, no, no There comes chaos No, no, no, no Not this time
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