letra de she rolled her own - paul heaton
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[intro]
[verse 1]
at the front door, you were greeted
by a cup of silver and gold
to silence visits and footsteps
and the stories footsteps told
and the walls were lined with paintings
from friends that she’s once known
above an l-shaped couch and easy chair
in a living room she called home
[pre-chorus]
the toilet door unhinged
like no-one even cared
the mirror in the bathroom
that no-one could have shared
the kitchen door ajar
[?if you were getting cold?]
a sink of last year’s dishes
and not enough last year’s mould
[chorus]
if you felt like being [?] in the [?] room after dark
your day spent shining brightly when the [?]
work in progress
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