Breton wood and plastic

The ground seemed so welcoming
And each fall felt tangible
The ground seemed so welcoming
And each fall felt tangible
There's plenty of pauses
Tell me I forced another
You fell on your sword
You fell all over me
There's plenty of pauses
Tell me I forced another
You fell on your sword
You fell all over me
There's plenty of pauses
Tell me I forced another
You fell on your sword
You fell all over me
There's plenty of pauses
Tell me I forced another
You fell on your sword
You fell all over me
There's plenty of pauses
Tell me I forced another
You fell on your sword
You fell all over me
There's plenty of pauses
Tell me I forced another
You fell on your sword
You fell all over me