Here are the lyrics to "Like Spinning Plates":
While you make pretty speeches,
I'm being cut to shreds.
You feed me to the lions,
a delicate balance
When this just feels like spinning plates.
I'm living in cloud cuckoo land.
And this just feels like spinning plates
Our bodies floating down the muddy river.
Monday, May 28, 2007
Because I always wondered...
Posted by hobbyhorse at 8:44 AM
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