Paroles de This, That And The Other
To conceal or revealAll those cards that we deal
For under picture book smiles
I've a bed full of lies
So to reveal or conceal
All those wounds that won't heal
Whilst every joker inside
Fill my (duvet with fright)?
What are we playing at...?
Fill my (duvet with fright)?
What are we playing at...?
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