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Komponiste
Presteerders

Lirieke: Belly. Now They'll Sleep.

Now I've lost the plot
I'm not the hero I could be but not the dog I was
Kind of common cry
Kind of common living lie

Color my fast fading heart
People laugh at anything and things just fall apart
Kind of common cry
Kind of common living lie

You know the shape my breath will take before I let it out
Stand like you did when I was beauty-marked in your eyes
Now they'll sleep alright

Now eyes burn circles in the dark
And when the mirror talks to me, I listen with my heart
Kind of common cry
Kind of common living lie

You know the shape my breath will take before I let it out
Stand like you did when I was beauty-marked in your eyes
Now they'll sleep alright

You know the shape my breath will take before I let it out
Stand like you did when I was beauty-marked in your eyes
You know the shape my breath will take before I let it out
Stand like you did when I was beauty-marked in your eyes
Stand like you did when I was beauty-marked in your eyes

One common cry
(Do do do do)
One common cry
(Do do do do)
One common cry
(Do do do do)
One common cry
(Do do do do ohh)