Foolish, Frayed and Fading (Interlude)

Lyrics
You´re not the man With the tool kit longing to fix my foolish Frayed and fading edges To make me more expensive You´re not the man With the golden tongue Longing to make everyone Marvel at false confidence Cheap blows soaked in false opulence You´re the saviour in our fable The fresh flowers on my table You´re the boat upon rough waters Oh, you´re the Bedlam You´re the Bedlam Amongst my order
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Credits
- Producers
- Julia Church