There's a piece of me you can't have And I know it's driving you mad There's a part inside you can't reach I'm afraid that's the way it's gonna be There's a part of you that wants to fight But I never really had the appetite I fear my feelings wont speak words are already taken upon the breeze Wind is always blowing...
Pieces falling from me You can have them for free Now it felt so complete Pieces falling from me
Though you try your best you never find There are pieces that are left behind Last piece of the jigsaw While the others are scattered across the floor So you try to get them all up There are pieces falling in the dust
There's a pile of ash we don't need Leave it to be taken upon the breeze Wind is always blowing...
Pieces falling from me You can have them for free Now it felt so complete Pieces falling from me
All this background noise It's crowded Never tell It's half the reason why They're there It's hard to make another plan
There's a fine line what you want and what you need Standing right there in between Never been there Never
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Pieces falling from me You can have them for free Never felt so complete Never be what you need Something missing from me That i'll never complete There the last ones complete Pieces falling from me
Compositores: Ian Thomas Ball (Gomez), Paul Blackburn (Gomez), Thomas William Gray (Tom Gray), Benjamin Joseph Ottewell (Ben Ottewell), Oliver James Peacock (Olly Peacock) ECAD: Obra #3877717 Fonograma #12632054