Pieces Songtext
von Field Music

And we all wind up
Getting tired of the same thing
?
The hair on my hands is getting thicker

So i suggest we go to bed
And sleep until we forget
Until we can′t ignore
What's going on
And what i′ve done so far isn't any better

So i might change my dress
And you might feel the same
Cause there's pieces of me that won′t do a thing


And you can′t measure it all
Cause the smallest things are infinitely larger than you think
The whole things on the brink of nothing at all
It just doesn't work

So i might change my dress
And you might feel the same
Cause there′s pieces of me that won't do a thing

And my mouth changes size
?
?
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So i might change my dress
And you might feel the same
And i might change my dress
And you might feel the same
Cause there′s pieces of me that won't do a thing