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The Shape

Nico de Andrea
2018-04-132:43 minParoles synchronisées

« The Shape » est une chanson de Nico de Andrea, 2018, Pop. La chanson dure 2:43, 30 lines / 228 words.

Paroles

0:18He deals the cards as a meditation
0:22And those he plays never suspect
0:26He doesn't play for the money he wins
0:31He don't play for respect
0:35He deals the cards to find the answer
0:39The sacred geometry of chance
0:43The hidden law of a probable outcome
0:47The numbers lead a dance
0:51I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
0:55I know that the clubs are weapons of war
1:00I know that diamonds mean money for this art
1:03But that's not the shape of my heart
1:15The shape of my heart
1:25And if I told you that I loved you
1:29You'd maybe think there's something wrong
1:33I'm not a man of too many faces
1:38The mask I wear is one
1:42Those who speak know nothing
1:46And find out to their cost
1:50Like those who curse their luck in too many places
1:54And those who fear a loss
1:58I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
2:02I know that the clubs are weapons of war
2:06I know that diamonds mean money for this art
2:10But that's not the shape of my heart
2:22The shape of my heart
2:32I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
2:36I know that the clubs are weapons of war
2:40I know that diamonds mean money for this art
2:43But that's not the shape of my heart
He deals the cards as a meditation
And those he plays never suspect
He doesn't play for the money he wins
He don't play for respect
He deals the cards to find the answer
The sacred geometry of chance
The hidden law of a probable outcome
The numbers lead a dance
I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that's not the shape of my heart
The shape of my heart
And if I told you that I loved you
You'd maybe think there's something wrong
I'm not a man of too many faces
The mask I wear is one
Those who speak know nothing
And find out to their cost
Like those who curse their luck in too many places
And those who fear a loss
I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that's not the shape of my heart
The shape of my heart
I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that's not the shape of my heart

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