Mgmt - Pieces Of What - Sözleri

When the world has turned

Paralyzed and wrong

Cold-blooded claws never offer

Anything at all



Past the point of love

Shattered and untied

Waiting to pick up the pieces

That make it out alright



But pieces of what?

Pieces of what?

Pieces of what doesn't matter anymore



Moonlight on my floor

Shining through the roof

They got the city surrounded

As if I needed proof

I forgot my fear

Feel it's on the rise

Buried by all of the pieces

Falling from the sky



But pieces of what?

Pieces of what?

Pieces of what we used to call home



Lay my dragon's teeth

And shallow water steel

At the Belgian gates

I'm waiting for my meal








		
			



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