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| 2. |
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I'm turning my back on this life
For as long as I can Someone make me star 'Cause I sure as hell can't be a man I'm too fragile and clever you know And this universe just leaves me cold I'm just hanging around here I'm longing for someone to hold You always knew didn't you mother You always knew as mothers always do You always knew didn't you mother I was a stranger in this world This dumb education was never quite part Of my plan So you left me to ruin But I'll always know who I am I'm too fragile and clever you see And your universe just leaves me cold I'm just hanging around here I'm longing for someone to hold You always knew didn't you mother You always knew as mothers always do You always knew didn't you mother I was a stranger in this world Whoever told you that these were the days Of our lives? The sweet boys they crumble And the wicked ones rise and survive And they're running our lives Yes they're running our lives You always knew didn't you mother You always knew as mothers always do You always knew didn't you mother I was a stranger in this world On a clear day, I can see myself for miles Oh mother, oh mother, mother |
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| 0:58 |
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| 2:27 |
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Beautiful child in razor heels Sashays into the room All the boys they catch their breath And the mirrors swoon Now she's running down the hall Headscarf and a Hollywood smile She's got a dagger in your back And a killing style Love and hate It's all the same your way Just another twisted game you play Evil, child star, movie queen Evil, sweet charm, Mabeline Evil, no one gets the better of me Your fathers rage and a cocktail dress And a bulletproof heart Why is your life such a mess If you're so damned smart Judy Garland, Jimmy Dean You tragedy queen Give me fat girls Give me rough boys Give me what I dream CHORUS |
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| 2:43 |
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| 7. |
| 3:19 |
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| 8. |
| 1:57 |
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| 9. |
| 2:24 |
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| 10. |
| 3:11 |
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| 11. |
| 2:33 |
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to moonn6pence from shootingstar(papayeverte)
Give me time To realise my crime Let me love and steal I have danced inside your eyes How can I be real Do you really want to hurt me Do you really want to make me cry Precious kisses Words that burn me Lovers never ask you why In my heart The fires burning Choose my colour Find a star Precious people always tell me That's a step A step too far Do you really want to hurt me Do you really want to make me cry Do you really want to hurt me Do you really want to make me cry Words are few I have spoken I could waste a thousand years Wrapped in sorrow Words are token Come inside/and catch my tears You've been talking But believe me If it's true You do not know This boy loves without a reason I'm prepared To let you go If it's love you want from me Then take it away Everything is not what you see It's over again Do you really want to hurt me Do you really want to make me cry Do you really want to hurt me Do you really want to make me cry |
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| 2:10 |
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| 13. |
| 2:49 |
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| 14. |
| 3:10 |
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| 15. |
| 3:37 |
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| 16. |
| 2:15 |
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| 17. |
| 3:27 |
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Hahahahaha Ich Bin Kunst Can't you see Look at you Then look at me I am art You're parody Ich Bin Kunst Je suis art (tres tres debonair) Because you don't Because I dare I blow your mind C'est mon plaisir Ich Bin Kunst It started when I was only a boy I couldn't kick a ball, climb a tree, play at war I took pleasure in the things that make men shudder I dressed up in the wardrobe of my mother! My father said don't panic it's a phase Phase one I said and snipped and sewn for days I dreamed of London town art and fashion was my thing I arrived and took a job in Burger King (it was nothing!) Ich Bin Kunst Can't you see Look at you Then look at me I am art Ha, you're parody Ich Bin Kunst Je suis art (tres tres tres debonair) Because you don't and because I dare I blow your mind C'est mon plaisir Ich Bin Kunst |
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| 18. |
| 3:50 |
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| 19. |
| 4:09 |
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Out Of Fashion by By George / Hi-Gate
Too much jealousy will make you crazy I've been walking the street in shoes that kill my feet Too much make-up, oh dream like a lady Now you're a prisoner of some shallow dream You're out of fashion, you're moments over and yes I loved you, oh but you wore me out You're out of fashion, so just forget it now a living tragedy, parody fits you like a glove Too much ego makes you ugly yeah I've been running away from what I really need Desperation pushes love away Now you're a prisoner of you own desire You're out of fashion you're moments over and yes I loved you, oh but you wore me out You're out of fashion, so just forget it now a living tragedy, parody fits you like a glove There's enough love in this world for you and me There's enough love for everyone you wait and see There's enough |
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| 20. |
| 4:36 |
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Mother clutches the head of her dying son Anger and tears, so many things to feel Sensitive boy, good with his hands Noone mentions the unmentionable, but everybody understands Here in this cold white room Tied up to these machines It's hard to imagine him as he used to be Laughing screaming tumbling queen Like the most amazing light show you've ever seen Whirling swirling never blue How could you go and die, what a lonely thing to do Silence equals death, this is what they say But the anger and the tears do not take the pain away How far must it go, how near must it be Before it touches you, before it touches me Here in this cold white room Tied up to these machines It's hard to imagine life as it used to be Laughing screaming tumbling queen Like the most amazing light show you've ever seen Whirling swirling never blue How could you go and die, what a lonely thing to do Did you ever ask those strangers what they're looking for? Did they laugh and tell you they're not really sure? You were hurt by love but still you came right back for more Il adore, il adore, il adore Thanks Mum |
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| 3:30 |
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