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from Eagle Eye Cherry - Sub Rosa (2001)
Recipes are just combinations
And what are these just mere salutations When they plead for our salvation Are these just the lies that feed our nations As enemies we never learn A shaking hand is never firm But as the path clears we turn away from it all All these jealousies we have earned Oh so shamelessly they still return All the outlandish lessons we have burned Yes and we're imprisoned by the whole thing Who gets something really good to eat Why do we want the world to fall at our feet Like a child throws its food to the floor Like an apple that is rotten to the core As all the memories they kick in The gravy, it is thickening The combination is sickening But we still press on And as all the memories they kick While the gravy it is thickening And the combination is sickening But we still press on How to know what's in your head How to know if you're just playing dead But it's all gonna be that way when you say you're alone and imprisoned by your yesterdays Oh you know what you really want But yet you've turned yourself into what you don't really wanna be Here we are and we know don't have to be that way yes u know it |
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from Eagle Eye Cherry - Sub Rosa (2001)
Nothing bitchy will ever leave my lips
and this tingle in my fingertips Isn't really a heart attack Man on the curb breathing heavily and the fear now That is eating me Isn't really from a heart attack and this paralysis needs no analysis As I fall apart at the seams feels like centuries you have played with me and in times like this It escapes me Why you attack my lead balloon with your hard attack and this paralysis needs no analysis As I fall apart at the seams From your knockout punch that floored me with a crunch To end my unbeaten run on the scene wipe me off the floor cut the ground from under me You wore me like a frock from a stupid fantasy we pushed out of bounds kicked it from the ground All the love we found was too tightly wound I'm in the ocean I can't feel the ground and approaching me without a sound Is a thing with attitude like a shark attack and this paralysis needs no analysis As I fall apart at the seams From your knockout punch that floored me with a crunch To end my unbeaten run on the scene |
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