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Versuri Walking stick
- Powderfinger

POWDERFINGER LYRICS.

"Walking Stick".

Spoon fed from a dirty plate
A diet designed only to agitate
A veil of pride and gospel truth
To cover the hidden fist that he used.

And I won't say a word
You've sewn me in my skin
Hypocrite walking stick man
Silent grave.

And the sunken heel kinda slows me down.

Dogs and children lift their legs
To tattoo a teenage mothers breasts

Widows of precocious days
Wear slogans resurrected late
Parables for wooden ears
Steer vehicles of wisdom.

All the wisdom.

And I won't say a word
You've sewn me in my skin
Hypocrite walking stick man
Silent grave.

And the sunken heel kinda lights my way.

And I won't say a word
You've sewn me in my skin
Hypocrite walking stick man
Silent grave