Paddling Out

Miike Snow - Black Tin Box

The west, the warm, the sunny south

I see it's full of ancients

For call the space between the crave

That sound of road to me too

There’s someone here who laughs too hard at everything

There’s someone here who laughs too hard at everything

You say isn’t it hard?

Paddling out, paddling out

You say isn’t it hard?

Paddling out, paddling out

For out to London,

maintain crowd around here for the weekend

We hide to take us close before

The sun is gone completely

I used to lie thinking clouds aside here and which was dust

I lie as I throw myself out in the shower cold and thin

There’s someone here who laughs too hard at everything

There’s someone here who laughs too hard at everything

You say isn’t it hard?

Paddling out, paddling out

You say isn’t it hard?

Paddling out, paddling out

[02:49.51][02:00.99]You say isn’t it hard?

[02:53.16][02:04.43]Paddling out, paddling out

[02:56.42][02:07.64]You say isn’t it hard?

[03:00.65][02:12.16]Paddling out, paddling out

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