My Heart is the Worst Kind of Weapon (Wish You Were Here)
David's inner workings had always been copper. But now his friend Andrew's gold insides were spilled on the stage by his hand. And they were his for the taking.
The lyrics this is related to are "My insides are copper, I'd kill to make them gold." and "I could dissect you, and gut you on this stage." They're from Sending Postcards From A Plane Crash (Wish You Were Here) and My Heart Is The Worst Kind Of Weapon respectively.
Thanks for looking!
Olivia♥
The lyrics this is related to are "My insides are copper, I'd kill to make them gold." and "I could dissect you, and gut you on this stage." They're from Sending Postcards From A Plane Crash (Wish You Were Here) and My Heart Is The Worst Kind Of Weapon respectively.
Thanks for looking!
Olivia♥
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