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November Thrid

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Page type: lyric reference Artist: Spanish Prisoners Canonical path: /spanish-prisoners/november-thrid Related lyric paths: 6
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November Thrid

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A hurricane came, it tore us apart

I need a new plan, i need a new start

A hurricane came, it tore us apart

I need a new plan, 'cause i lost the one i got

The only justice that remains, the crack of an electric drum

If you gonna judge me on my dreams, then don't tell me that its wrong

I stitched defensive lies, oh but you just kick them away

You can't say i never tried but its all the same

If the truth is that i walk alone, in the nights spent on my own

You never notice when i'm not around, you're saying words that i can't understand....

You picked up the knife, your fingers shaking

Don't pretend the blade had no history with you

The room became so small, there's no escaping

I never noticed from afar how your hands shook in the dark

We walk side by side, i talk of leaving, you say "goodbye"

So many hours that we spent dealing in secrets i can't defend

Now when i speak of life, when i speak of death

You ask if that's all that i have left,

But who could judge me on my dreams when i don't know what that means?

If the truth is that i walk alone, in the nights spent on my own

You never notice when i'm not around, you're saying words i don't understand....

You picked up the knife, your fingers shaking

Don't pretend the blade had no history with you

The room became so small, there's no escaping

I never noticed from afar how your hands shook in the dark

You picked up the knife, your fingers shaking

Don't pretend the blade had no history with you

The room became so small, there's no escaping

I never noticed from afar how your hands shook in the dark (x6)

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