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Queen Of Clocks
Seven maids, seven mothers who got too close to seven brothers don't you know, now they're alone their lust for life was bloated, only living for the moment that's how it goes
Older now and so worn out, the night has lost it's hue since they drained the honey from the moon
Now Tokyo sounds distracting, and New York looks wracked with traffic but these small towns… they're drying out seven lives resigned to gossip, searching for a human connection in the telephone wires
Well home is where your shit is after childhood's enchantment has run out with the water and they know what's in store for their seven daughters Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
It's all about when they look down on those seven lovely girls they've got all the time in world
Don't be so serious: you've got all the time in the world Life's so mysterious: preserve it for the girls Don't be so serious: you've got all the time in the world Life's so mysterious: don't ruin it for the girls
Seven maids now seven mothers who got too close to seven brothers don't you know, now they're alone if their lust for life was bloated, only living for the moment it goes to show... that's how it goes
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