The man who breaks things (dark shuffle)
Land of talk
He said son turn it down is it ten
That's a bad i disbelieve
That's a bad i disbelieve
And the words just sad stroke
Through the crowd and the smoke
They gave you twenty three
Breath made in heartache
And i barely was drawn in
Cause i made up my misses
And you'll always be the man who breaks things
Since when does the soul of the song
Does the cracks in the walls
Then build a sadder world?
Do they make dirty friends
Do they take a glimpse
And come and soften her
Breath paid in heartache
And i barely was drawn in
Cause i made up my misses
And you'll always be the man who breaks things
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