Sliding Doors by Boston Manor Purchase, Stream at: CREDITS Sliding doors On Butterfly wings Nothing is yours It’s all for free A rip in spacetime A cosmic fluke A glimpse through the turbine That created you Where do I begin? Peel back all your skin Sometimes the truth can hurt But everything is just getting worse A chance encounter A casual glance A natural disaster, that makes you dance A rip in spacetime A cosmic fluke A glimpse through the turbine That created you Where do I begin? Peel back all your skin Sometimes the truth can hurt But everything is just getting worse Everything is just getting worse
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