Fred Thomas
Backflips
When you're walking in your sleep
And the night won't keep your secrets
And you gave up your belief
And devices for the weekend
The softest hands can tie the sharpest knots
The softest memories are hiding something you forgot
They keep telling you you're wrong
They keep telling you the words to your own songs
The softest hands can tie the sharpest knots
If you wanna do backflips can't keep nothing in your pockets
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