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Circle Sky - Don't Trade It Lyrics



Circle Sky - Don't Trade It Lyrics
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Don't try to defend
I know where you stand
In pools of your blood
Kamikaze in your hand
You found happiness
On a wall-sized T.V. screen
But the other three are empty
Just like all your daytime dreams
And in your sachet
Amongst your perfume
You hide me away
'Cause I remind you of your doom
Quibble as you do, you can't dismiss the truth
It gnaws at you sometimes
When you're not busy enough to forget
Babe, I'll do anything
I'll rest on your call, exist on a string
Just don't deny yourself breathing, or singing
Don't trade in your old age for something to do with your hands
Now she's on a roll
She's got ahead
She won't spoil her breath so she injects it instead
Lost in a tie
Squirmin' in her bed
She ain't afraid to die
But terrified of being dead
Babe, I'll do anything
I'll rest on your call, exist on a string
Just don't deny yourself breathing, or singing
Don't trade in your old age
For something to do with your hands
Don't trade in your old age for an artificial tan
'Cause there's a people-eating monster
Looking for souls like you
Who kill their possibilities
When they don't follow through
If life is a lie
And love is a hoax
Then how do you explain the way
You laugh at all my jokes
You cripple and you crawl
You wretch and then you shake
Then push me away
My open arms are for your sake
Now she's on a roll
She's got ahead
She won't spoil her breath so she injects it instead
Lost in a tie
Squirming in her bed
She ain't afraid to die
But terrified of being dead
Babe, I'll do anything
I'll rest on your call, exist on a string
Just don't deny yourself breathing, or singing
Don't trade in your old age
For something to do with your hands
Don't trade in your old age for an artificial tan
Don't trade it
Don't trade it
Don't trade it
Don't trade it!
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Don't try to defend
I know where you stand
In pools of your blood
Kamikaze in your hand
You found happiness
On a wall-sized T.V. screen
But the other three are empty
Just like all your daytime dreams
And in your sachet
Amongst your perfume
You hide me away
'Cause I remind you of your doom
Quibble as you do, you can't dismiss the truth
It gnaws at you sometimes
When you're not busy enough to forget
Babe, I'll do anything
I'll rest on your call, exist on a string
Just don't deny yourself breathing, or singing
Don't trade in your old age for something to do with your hands
Now she's on a roll
She's got ahead
She won't spoil her breath so she injects it instead
Lost in a tie
Squirmin' in her bed
She ain't afraid to die
But terrified of being dead
Babe, I'll do anything
I'll rest on your call, exist on a string
Just don't deny yourself breathing, or singing
Don't trade in your old age
For something to do with your hands
Don't trade in your old age for an artificial tan
'Cause there's a people-eating monster
Looking for souls like you
Who kill their possibilities
When they don't follow through
If life is a lie
And love is a hoax
Then how do you explain the way
You laugh at all my jokes
You cripple and you crawl
You wretch and then you shake
Then push me away
My open arms are for your sake
Now she's on a roll
She's got ahead
She won't spoil her breath so she injects it instead
Lost in a tie
Squirming in her bed
She ain't afraid to die
But terrified of being dead
Babe, I'll do anything
I'll rest on your call, exist on a string
Just don't deny yourself breathing, or singing
Don't trade in your old age
For something to do with your hands
Don't trade in your old age for an artificial tan
Don't trade it
Don't trade it
Don't trade it
Don't trade it!
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Writer: Matt Keating, Michael Culhane
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Circle Sky
Language: English
Length: 3:15
Written by: Matt Keating, Michael Culhane

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