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Mgmt lyrics : "Pieces Of What"

When the world has turned
Paralyzed and wrong
Cold blooded claws

Never offered anything at all
Past the point of love
Shattered and untied

Waiting to pick up the pieces
That make it all alright


But pieces of what
Pieces of what
Pieces of what

Doesn't matter any more

Moonlight on my floor

Shining through the roof
They got the city surrounded
As if I needed proof

I forgot my fear
Feelings on the rise
Burying all of the pieces

Falling from the sky

But pieces of what

Pieces of what
Pieces of what
We used to call home

Pieces of what
We used to call home


When I drank your tea
And shallow water still
At the belgian gates

I waited for my meal

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