Letra de Hinges
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Lately making habit of letting the mind slip
You’d think you’d eventually tire of making plans
Woven, unwound, of the same thread and label
You’d think you’d eventually tire of making plans
Woven, unwound, of the same thread and label
You leap, they bound, bleed out
No poise, no patience, the hinges swing
Rust, break. hold on tight
Hole the line
Hold tight.
No poise, no patience, the hinges swing
Rust, break. hold on tight
Hole the line
Hold tight.
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