Black Country, New Road - The Place Where He Inserted The Blade
You’re scared of a world where you’re needed
So you never made nice with the locals
But you tied me up slow with your vine stuff
It takes a few years, but they break bones
It takes a few months, but our bones heal
We’re stronger, and we tell all our school friends
And they sign our cast in the playground
Darling, the rest of my body, it’s yours, then
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