Threads - Portishead
Better if I could find the words to say
Whenever I take a chance it turns away
Amore Tired of my mind
Amore la thinking of why
I'm always so unsure
Embed are my thoughts I find I can't explain
I've travelled so far somehow I feel the same
Amore Tired of my mind
Amore da thinking of why
I'm always so unsure
I'm always so unsure
Amore Tired of my mind
Amore da thinking of why
I'm always so unsure
I'm always so unsure (I'm always so unsure)
I'm always so unsure (I'm always so unsure)
I'm always so unsure (I'm always so unsure)
Riddle of life
Will I see
What do I know
And how do I go
I could burn
All too blind
Tame that
Ttame what
Tame what
Tame what
Tame what
Tired of what
Tame what
(tired of what )
Where do I go
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