Mannequin

You know who you are Arms crossed by the exit Leave as, leave as the rats come out Drive on, drive on the kicking You're younger than the hand that hands you days Rain come, rain come and tear said You're pleased, you're pleased to say, I'm Little mannequin I'll leave if you let me Hold on that hand Cover your lips It's cold out here Little mannequin It's a house for the haunted Speed, when we park it Born and raised for traffic Legs out of cars Wet from rain in second You're the key to, the key to A grownup's doubts Roses put light on the living Grow bitter, grow bitter from grace Little mannequin I'll leave if you let me Little mannequin It's a house for the haunted Speed, when we park it Born and raised for traffic Little mannequin I'll leave if you let me Hold on that hand Cover your lips It's cold out here Little mannequin It's a house for the haunted Speed, when we park it Born and raised for traffic Little mannequin (mannequin) Little mannequin (mannequin)

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