Your Trip To Italy Was A Strange One But You Are Our Brother And We Will Be Okay Lyrics
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Lyrics to Your Trip To Italy Was A Strange One But You Are Our Brother And We Will Be Okay
Cut all
The strings
That tie
You to Italy
Breadcrumb trails and untied shoes
Shortcuts home, we've no time to lose
Straighten
Your posture
Friendships
We foster
With a
Cigarette
In our
Pockets
This is all we have left
We'll keep on waiting for it
A place to call home
Without holding our breath
The strings
That tie
You to Italy
Breadcrumb trails and untied shoes
Shortcuts home, we've no time to lose
Straighten
Your posture
Friendships
We foster
With a
Cigarette
In our
Pockets
This is all we have left
We'll keep on waiting for it
A place to call home
Without holding our breath
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