Papier-mâché by Michael Jablonka

Fallen hearts has severed all our strings,
Before you know it we've hit the ground,
Its not the distance in which I'm bound,
We've drifted out of misfortune,

Force myself to make amends,
Here you are my dear old friend,
These possessions underlie,
I cant decipher,

You want something,
That I don't own,
Who knows someday, sometime,
We cant carry on,
Blind us from what we are,

Constant reminders keep me insane,
Love letters papier-mâché,
Loneliness is a strange ol game,
Temptation lies at the forefront

Written by Michael Jablonka
Produced by Eddie Al-Shakarchi

Released by Lost In the Manor records, Friday 16th November 2018

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