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Songtexte: Minnie Driver. Everything I've Got in My Pocket. Wire.


Living on a wire, the sight of you could save my skin
And the sun is in my eyes, and the breeze lifts the hair from my neck
So precariously I am inching my way across my life
I could fall if you don't call
a sick safety net appears when I'm with you

Oh, I climb, so high waiting to fall
And then I cry, like a child, on a neverending ride

How does it go down, when you're the biggest kid in your own playground
And how do you see me, how do I fit in your hierarchy?
Oh you tell the girls line up in single file, just gotta rearrange my denial
So I can play with you, and now I see, all the shit that isn't me
I'm too relieved to be mad, relieved and sad

I misplaced my mind, thought it was lost
But now I find, you were just very, very unkind

You know I always found, that my feet were dangling looking for solid ground
Is it maybe worth closing down the Ivory Tower
And coming back down to earth?
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