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| 1. |
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They only want you when you're seventeen
When you're twenty-one You're no fun They take a polaroid and let you go Say they'll let you know So come on |
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| 2. |
| 8:23 | 
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| 3. |
| 7:26 |
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| 4. |
| 8:59 |
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Every new day that you start
plans the minute you're flagging your heart where you waking up today my little runaway every red eye that you cross makes the next feel serious where you waking up today my little runaway x4 every silver shell that you crush will be enough where you gonna sleep today my little runaway when you feel like everyone wants to kill the unicorn where you waking up today my little runaway x16 |
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| 3:37 |
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In the first days of the spring time
Made you up and split from thousand enemies Made a trail of, of a thousand tears Made you prisoner inside your own secrecy There's a ghost in me Who wants to say I'm sorry Doesn't mean I'm sorry At the first hour of the springtime Made you up and split from thousand enemies Now I see you from the corner Clock strikes and I know you will be drinking alone There's a ghost in me Who wants to say I'm sorry Doesn't mean I'm sorry There's a ghost in me Who wants to say I'm sorry Doesn't mean I'm sorry There's a ghost in me Who wants to say I'm sorry Doesn't mean I'm sorry ... 가사입력NAKMUSE |
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| 6. |
| 6:37 |
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Playgirl, why are you sleeping in tomorrow's world, hey playgirl
playgirl, why are you dancing when you could be alone, hey playgirl playgirl, why are you sleeping in tomorrow's world, hey playgirl playgirl, choking on cigarettes to get you along, hey playgirl hey playgirl, hey playgirl northern lights catch you coming down sleep your way out of your hometown playgirl, why are you sleeping in tomorrow's world, hey playgirl playgirl, why are you dancing when you could be alone, hey playgirl playgirl, why are you sleeping in tomorrow's world, hey playgirl playgirl, choking on cigarettes to get you along, hey playgirl hey playgirl, hey playgirl northern lights catch you coming down sleep your way out of your hometown hey playgirl, hey playgirl northern lights catch you coming down sleep your way out of your hometown hey playgirl, hey playgirl northern lights catch you coming down sleep your way out of your hometown hey playgirl, hey playgirl hey playgirl, hey playgirl foreign coin on a telephone box a question mark on a calendar an empty seat on the alpha line a sorting code, an account number hey playgirl, hey playgirl northern lights got you coming down sleep your way out of your hometown |
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| 7. |
| 3:47 |
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| 8. |
| 4:11 |
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When a menthol hit, hooks a spatial girl in her summer clothes,
Like a transmission, on an empty channel, all lines are closed. Taking photographs, speaking slowly through the permanent waves The taste in her mouth that she read about earlier today This is happening for your pleasure, at your leisure Use your evil, when you want When a menthol hit, hooks a spatial girl in her summer clothes, Like a transmission, on an empty channel, all lines are closed. Taking photographs, speaking slowly through the permanent waves The taste in her mouth that she read about earlier today This is happening for your pleasure, at your leisure Use your evil, when you want This is happening for your pleasure, at your leisure Use your evil, when you want When the night becomes, automatic sequence joining the day, Singing something new, someone else is sliding into your way. When a menthol hit, hooks a spatial girl in her summer clothes, Like a transmission, on an empty channel, all lines are closed. Got to get you off my conscience by Friday, On Saturday I'll be wide awake, On Sunday I'm your new best friend, On Monday learn it all again For your pleasure, at your leisure Use your evil, when you want |
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| 9. |
| 6:03 |
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Straight lines that cut through the scene
like you wanted to, blue jeans. Soft loans that spent all last summer buying drinks for you, blue jeans. Left hand that crashed near your house in the ice and snow, blue jeans. A face outside sleeping pressed against the bay window, blue jeans. You've been trying to protect me, An insect living in your memory, Don't, blue jeans won't cut at the seams, Like you want them to. You don't need me to show the way now they're onto you, blue jeans. And I won't be phoning you today unless you want me to, blue jeans. You've been trying to protect me, An insect living in your memory, Don't, blue jeans won't cut at the seams, Like you want them to |
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| 10. |
| 6:45 |
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Broken glass is luxury;
Friendly fires are alchemy; Daylight is the enemy; Witching hour, soft power We're not sleeping at the wheel. The wheel is turning the machine That kills for us. Close your eyes, so you're not seen In Valentine's daydream. We're not sleeping at the wheel The wheel is turning the machine That kills for us. The hourglass of the forests Setting fire to the tourists We're not sleeping at the wheel The wheel is turning the machine That kills for us. Broken glass is luxury; Friendly fires are alchemy; Daylight is the enemy; Witching hour, soft power. |
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| 11. |
| 5:20 |
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Woke up in the evening
To the sound of screaming Through the walls it was bleeding All over me Untied and weightless Unconscious as we cross The international dateline Let's end it here Grown tired of the show-coast And then as we toast There are all zeros Around here Untied and weightless Unconscious as we cross The international dateline Let's end it here Let's end it here Let's end it here Let's leave it here Let's leave it here Woke up in the evening To the sound of screaming Through the walls it was bleeding All over me Untied and weightless Unconscious as we cross The international dateline Let's end it here Let's end it here Let's end it here Let's leave it here Let's leave it here |
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| 12. |
| 4:51 |
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I sent you out to play last night
The alarms went off at three. Funny how I'm not loving now Lonely does not guarantee. I sent you out to play last night The alarms went off at three. Funny how I'm not loving now He's not coming home to me. I sent you out to play last night The alarms went off at three. Funny how I'm not loving now He's not coming home to me. And I move out of love. If only there was only no consequence. I'd watch it all turn to dust. Hey can I go with you, my beauty number 2? Hey can I go with you, when the rendezvous' over? |
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| 13. |
| 4:00 |
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When they come out to find you
And they cannot describe you Someone somewhere has to buy you out of your weekend Friday is the fever And Monday the destroyer You are a permanent feature Perpetual weekend And on the wire in the morning, there's a city growing in my head Where there is no weekend When they come out to find you And they can multiply you Someone's been caught in the crossfire Of your weekend Friday is the teacher And Monday the tormentor You are a new kind of creature Perpetual weekend And on the wire in the morning, there's a city growing in my head Where there is no weekend You took the end You took the end out of the weekend You are a permanent feature You are a new kind of creature You took the end You took the end out of weekend |
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| 14. |
| 7:05 |
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They only want you when you're seventeen
When you're twenty-one You're no fun They take a polaroid and let you go Say they'll let you know So come on |
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| 15. |
| 6:49 |
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| 16. |
| 3:46 |
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| 17. |
| 5:40 |
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