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The Wooden Wings - Hold My Hand

We were paired together, glued like feathers
In the wind without a plastic gun
Didn't need one to make us stick
Now dial down the lights
Day becomes the night
And you just might

Hold my hand, you don't

There was nothing better then when we feathered
Found a nest and made it ours
Caressing scars, all in knots
You pull the trigger and set me off into and out of sight
Damn your smile

Hold my hand you don't

I can't breath
We were paired together
I can't breath