we suffer everyday
what is it for
these crimes of illusion are fooling us all
and now I am weary and I feel like I do
it's only you
who can tell me apart
and it's only you
who can turn my wooden heart
the size of our fight
it's just a dream
we've crushed everything I can see
in this morning selfishly
how we've failed and I feel like I do
it's only you
who can tell me apart
and it's only you
who can turn my wooden heart
now that we've chosen to take all we can
this shade of autumn
a stale bitter end
years of frustration lay down side by side
it's only you
who can tell me apart
and it's only you
who can turn my wooden heart
Portishead - Portishead - Only You
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