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kris delmhorst - rules to games كلمات أغنية

i can see that you’re sick again, sick of november
sick of the city and sick of your hands
sick to death of the whole thing, sick of just waiting
and all of the wanting, and all of your plans, you’re sick of your plans

you can see that i’m tired babe, tired of trying
tired of dancing that delicate line
tired of sleeping, tired of waking up
in the grey of the morning that won’t even shine, it won’t even shine

is that me, is that you
arguing over rules
to games we don’t even want to play?

can we take it and leave it, make a pile of the heavy
and all of the petty things we didn’t mean
burn it to nothing, make love in the ashes
lie down in the river ’til it all runs clean

is that me, is that you
arguing over rules
to games we don’t even want to play?

- kris delmhorst

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