The Dears - Autotomy lyrics

papier mach or crazy glue we stick together me and you and while the world falls apart you've got my soul I've got your heart we're held up on delayed metros there's no more drug or cheminaud we're waiting for your demands we smoke far too many gitanes I'm not the man you used to know and that's not impossible and while the world falls apart you've got my soul I've got your heart