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People go dancing
in crowded rooms my head is getting tired darkness looms children going cursing at their only cause [Chorus:] Why won't it snow like they said it would what is it that they know that I really should I check my look in the mirror it don't glow my face is getting thinner darkness shows children going cursing at their only cause [Chorus 2x] |
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the rain impinges upon the earth again blissfully
the trees sigh in the wind and sway with distilled purity stench of relevance permeates the talk of love cloudless skies of blue,anaemic now, think of you curve of your neck is beautiful shape of your face is elegant gaze but poignant still but memories stings second stain of consequence fruit is rotting and then the crowd turns around to go back home views so empty but sane proceeds on its way to the grave curve of your neck is beautiful shape of your face is elegant gaze but poignant still but memories stings a second stain of consequence oh consequence this is consequence this is consequence ooh ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh ooh |
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My stupid short
hall swimming flight engulfed with my magic light days of years years of days to go And everythings upside down and down around we go but still my thoughts are surrendered Bang and light that's all they do beings like gods there are too few holding on to the last dance tonight And everythings upside down and down around we go but still my thoughts are surrendered Pale face in a beach scent piers of nothing remain cement days of school learning how to smile And everythings upside down and down around we go but still my thoughts are surrendered Bang and light that's all they do beings like gods there are too few holding on to the last dance tonight And everythings upside down and down around we go but still my thoughts are surrendered |
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Short sleeves and warm skin
losing coins calling next of kin dropping words about the city we're in ponds compressed by heavy air us without care just sprawling there god's in our world Airports and undergrounds waiting to find the unfound rising to pure insanity here when you want me true love has no simplicity god's in our world [Chorus: 2x] You and I we're going so high the air is getting thin but our land does not breathe in we don't need oxygen it's dreams that binds us and locks us in the rest are impaled by sense |
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