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Nénuphar is what we are( Nenuphar is what we are )
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Superman Without a Cape
I want to hide out in the back of old postcards Like always by the end of the year This feels like the slideshow of my life in sleeping cars Bloodstains, golden chains, inter-city trains
In Kit-Kat-tasting lands I flee and I'm not ashamed Bringing napkins and boring board games In sparkling chocolate skies I fly and forget my name I try to be myself but I'm not the same
Briefly I become a superman without a cape Hiding in the back of sepia landscapes I am somewhere I have never seen before this day Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Bloodstains, golden chains, inter-city trains
My throat appears to be some kind of sunflower Full of ginger and creepy splendor My coke I sip it through a giant drinking straw Do you mind having jellyfish hanging on the wall
Emotions made of wax after too many candle-light dinners Just sit down and relax, your brains are stuck in salad spinners They threw stones at your house, smashed your gnomes, you just looked away Vandals and clouds of dust, it was on a Saturday
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