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Well I made me a list of lovers from A to infinity
But I couldn't remember the names of half of them I remembered bits of bodies and what they did for me And whether or not I got it up and made them hum Oh, confusion Confusion reigned over me Oh, confusion It bleeds and breathes and breeds all over me Well you used your mouths in ways I only dreamt of You walked the line between acrobat and nun You took me to the edge in public places Then took me home to share me with your mum Oh, confusion Confusion reigned over me Oh, confusion It bleeds and breathes and breeds all over me I lost my mind in a hotel room in Texas All I recall is an awful face and features And when you came you transformed into some creature Now I'm strange I'm so strange Oh, confusion Confusion reigned over me Oh, confusion Confusion reigned over me Oh, confusion It bleeds and breathes and breeds all over me |
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My Beautiful Friend
I will pay attention, don't say this is the end I find it hard to describe you To point and discover you Could I tell you once again Oh my beautiful friend Let me sleep and I will feed you when your hungry Forever live inside of me Through the holes in the pockets of my clothes High, as high as an angel I will stand there beside you Love is all we need Oh my beautiful friend Oh my beautiful friend I swear I adore you Ain't no woman deep enough I don't know how we made it this far dear Without losing at least an ear I could leave us, I could leave us a painting Our lives are-a-changing I couldn't and I wouldn't want to change you Don't you know it, I can save you I will do all of this on my very own My Beautiful Friend My beautiful Friend Do you ever get this feeling When it's hard to carry on ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By BLUNT, MARTIN VICTOR / BROOKES, JON / COLLINS, MARK VINCENT / ROGERS, ANTHONY PAUL / BURGESS, TIM <i>Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.</i> |
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If you could look at me from above my feet
I'll have you back in time for me, don't look back for me There's not a lottery for you in there Guitar in hand, hold it like a song man You do not realise the lie [line?] that runs from me Too glad to visualise the lie [line?] that runs from me I'm sending out, I'm sadder now Before the sky will fall on yer, who's calling yer A black box inside my mind Records the time we spent together You do not realise the lie [line?] that runs from me Across the universe to you alone The universe, are you alone Are you alone Are you alone Are you alone Are you alone I'm a-singin like a fool I'm a-singin like a fool I'm a-singin like a fool I'm a-singin like a fool She's like the snow-capped trees in my jigsaw Lose at the seams within fear of your dreams She's like a fool you meet at the hot store Hand in the pale, and the blacker the veil The blacker the veil I'm a-singin like a fool I'm a-singin like a fool I'm a-singin like a fool I'm a-singin like a fool I'm sending out, I'm sadder now Before the sky will fall on yer, who's calling yer A black box inside my mind Records the time we spent together You do not realise the lie [line?] that runs from me Across the universe to you alone Are you alone Are you alone Are you alone Are you alone Are you alone Are you alone I'm a-singin like a fool X 10 |
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Strange days ahead
Superstition dying in my head I've been planning my escape Long term complication Won't you take the time and listen to the story? You could feel the mellow way we feel the you Won't you ride the stormy weather? To a time when just was going just to care Strange days ahead Superstition dying in my head Sail on sailor, go between her Wanna pay enough to heave her Feeling, running, soul unclustered Full of lively, sit on mine Way away to a greater unknown But you never cross this way again No, no Get it up, for another ten quid I can fuck you up It's so beautiful No, no, no, no |
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☆ Dead Things sung by Emiliana Torrini
You're like me We're both alone What's the problem I don't know With the same high The same eyes But you can't borrow my clothes all the time Bad things Dead things Sad things have to happen Sometimes I let the snow Melt in my mouth Until my head hurts Until I'm out Makes me laugh a bit Makes me cry Same way you confuse me all the time Bad things Dead things Sad things have to happen Bad things Dead things Sad things have to happen Bad things Dead things Sad things have to happen Sometimes Sometimes Sometimes Sometimes.... |
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