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From a Mountain in the Middle of the Cabins
by Panic at the Disco



Lying there with a halo in her hair
She cried
There are feathers everywhere
But it's fine
You do this all the time

Crying now
Through a rusted smile she knows
This isn't how he paid the bills before
Drug farm entrepreneur

Go spin circles for me
Wound relentlessly
Around the words we used to sling
Oh, such torturous things
Always chewing up the only ones I ever mean

If you're going then go
Go, go, go
If you're going then go
Go, go, go

Watch love
Get strangled by a kite's cold strings
Fall comes early and summer leaves
As a storm with the car keys

Spark your heels
Up against the picket fence I built
All your wishes they will sink like stones
Slowly down a lonely well

Go spin circles for me
Wound relentlessly
Around the words we used to sling
Oh, such torturous things
Always chewing up the only ones I ever mean

If you're going then go
Go, go, go
If you're going then go
Go, go, go
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Lyrics submitted by shelly.