Papillon (Radio Mix)
Make your escape
You're my own papillon
The world turns too fast
Feel love before it's gone
It kicks like a sleep twitch
My papillon
Feel love when it's shone
It kicks like a sleep twitch
Darling
Just don't put down your guns yet
If there really was a God here
He'd have raised a hand by now
Now darling
You're born, get old, then die here
Well that's quite enough for me
We'll find our own way home somehow
No sense of doubt
Or what you could achieve
Well, I found you out
I've seen the life you wish to leave
But when it kicks like a sleep twitch
You will choke
Choke on the air you try to breathe
It kicks like a sleep twitch
Darling
Just don't put down your guns yet
If there really was a God here
He'd have raised a hand by now
Darling
You're born, get old, then die here
Well, that's quite enough for me, dear
We'll find our own way home somehow
How, how
It kicks like a sleep twitch
It kicks like a sleep twitch
Darling
Just don't put down your guns yet
If there really was a God here
He'd have raised a hand by now
Darling
Oh, you're born, get old, then die here
Well, that's quite enough for me, dear
We'll find our own way home somehow
It kicks like a sleep twitch
It kicks like a sleep twitch
You're my own papillon
The world turns too fast
Feel love before it's gone
It kicks like a sleep twitch
My papillon
Feel love when it's shone
It kicks like a sleep twitch
Darling
Just don't put down your guns yet
If there really was a God here
He'd have raised a hand by now
Now darling
You're born, get old, then die here
Well that's quite enough for me
We'll find our own way home somehow
No sense of doubt
Or what you could achieve
Well, I found you out
I've seen the life you wish to leave
But when it kicks like a sleep twitch
You will choke
Choke on the air you try to breathe
It kicks like a sleep twitch
Darling
Just don't put down your guns yet
If there really was a God here
He'd have raised a hand by now
Darling
You're born, get old, then die here
Well, that's quite enough for me, dear
We'll find our own way home somehow
How, how
It kicks like a sleep twitch
It kicks like a sleep twitch
Darling
Just don't put down your guns yet
If there really was a God here
He'd have raised a hand by now
Darling
Oh, you're born, get old, then die here
Well, that's quite enough for me, dear
We'll find our own way home somehow
It kicks like a sleep twitch
It kicks like a sleep twitch
Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Smith, Christopher Urbanowicz, Russell Leetch, Edward Lay
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