Lyrics

I slept like a village and woke up inside you The years had all vanished and swallowed up the dark Somebody had finished the book I was writing The ending was wrong, it just went back to the start A carpet of women all rippled with silence To cover me with the remainders from the floor The lake wanted swimming, I melted inside it And sank to the limits, I'd been there once before Daughters fill this up Daughters fill this up Daughters fill this up Daughters fill this up (We're not gonna make it) Daughters fill this up (We're not gonna make it) Daughters fill this up (We're not gonna make it) Daughters fill this up We won't make it in time (Daughters fill this up) And 49 daughters cut 49 heads off They clog up the bottom and here they're floating still One hole to another, an intricate circuit The more you sip out and the more you have to fill The barrel is leaking, the waters are seeping The boulders away, it's all uphill for now We have to ignore this and fly to the surface It's too high above us, we won't make it in time Daughters fill this up Daughters fill this up Daughters fill this up Daughters fill this up (We're not gonna make it) Daughters fill this up (We're not gonna make it) Daughters fill this up (We're not gonna make it) Daughters fill this up (We're not gonna make it) Daughters fill this up (We won't make it in time) Daughters fill this up Daughters fill this up Daughters fill this up Daughters fill this up (We're not goinna make it) Daughters fill this up (We're not gonna make it) Daughters fill this up (We're not gonna make it) Daughters fill this up (We won't make it in time) Daughters fill this up (We're not gonna make it) Daughters fill this up (We're not gonna make it) Daughters fill this up (We're not gonna make it) Daughters fill this up We won't make it in time (Daughters)
Writer(s): William Serfass, Fabienne Debarre, Michael Liot Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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