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cover my hands, bury my face in the bosom of the radio it's bending my ear with the sweetest of lies watching all the yesterdays glow i can hear your voice like the loom of an organs footwork pedaling i cover my mouth with a curse and a cross to paralyze don't you trust me i'm listening don't you trust me time changes time into a spineless curve turned on a dime away from what was preserved lost in my mind is a shallow reserve but you've got a lot of nerve the feeling i get from closing my eyes is like throwing my hands in the air i can fill up my mouth with curses and lies but i don't think that my friends would care Letras de cancionesi feel my face growing hot like a film strip melting yellowing i cover my eyes like a moth to the lights that paralyze are you wandering or falling out? are you wandering time changes time into a spineless curve turned on a dime away from what was preserved lost in my mind is a shallow reserve but you've got a lot of nerve From Letras Mania