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<The poppies are frozen
The mirrors are broken I've worn the same shirt for 4 day in a row I just smile as I crack up Trying my best to unback-up My heart's not beating like a drum but moaning like trumpet The world's is in small case Fit it into a back brace Filtered for the masses on a massive coffee break I just write down my story Change the facts until it's blurry Hit the deck and hold my breath and hope that nothing else will hurt me Everything is high I got down tonight Everyday when I were wrong And you were right It's money on hunches Another night at the races Racing through a crown of unfamiliar faces The party is over I've paid more than my cover I kiss all my lovers, kiss my lovers all the night Everything is high I got down tonight Everyday when I were wrong And you were right And I'm falling through this world And I wonder why I lose And I gather every answer that I think I approve And happiness can be such a perfect tool for you And all I ever wanted to love you All I ever wanted was to love you Was to love you The mirrors are broken I've worn the same shirt for 4 day in a row I just smile as I crack up Trying my best to unback-up My heart's not beating like a drum but moaning like trumpet> |
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| 4:40 |
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Why don't you talk about it
I know there's something on your mind Will you go on and get a cigarette, I'll be waiting outside The last few years have been much harder Than we ever thought they'd be I know you hate it when I say I'm sorry But I'm sorry There was never a point in our love That I didn't love you Not a point in our love I always did, I always will, I always do love you still I always would, how could I not hide, just look at us baby We're kind of perfect Well sometimes I get all wrapped up Cause I don't know who to be But you know when to be my security blanket, and when to uncover me So let's just sit out on the back porch And unravel everything Someday these will be our old days, let's make them worth our memory There was never a point in our love That I didn't love you Not a point in our love I always did, I always will, I always do love you still I always would, how could I not hide, just look at us baby We're kind of perfect Never planned on loving somebody so much But I've always had pretty good luck baby I always did, I always will, I always do love you still I always would, how could I not hide, just look at us baby We're kind of perfect We're kind of perfect We're kind of perfect, baby We're kind of perfect, baby We're kind of perfect, baby |
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| 3. |
| 5:08 | 
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| 4. |
| 3:05 |
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There's power in her smile
The light sneeks in her eyes She doesn't even notice she's been laughing all the time With ever word she mutters Is a curse and then some more I can see between I can see between the words Your not dirty You havn't done anything wrong Your not hurting everyone Your just hunting Hunting love down There freedom when she's walking To buy her cigarettes All the troubles are slowing She must be used to that The day is gray and trampling There's are ashes everywhere The ashes of december The ashes in her hair Your not dirty You havn't done anything wrong Your not hurting everyone Your just hunting Hunting love down All in All she wants to do is slip away I said stay Your not dirty You havn't done anything wrong Your not hurting everyone Your just hunting Hunting love down The days gray and trampling There's ashes everywhere Ashes in her lipstick Ashes in her hair |
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| 5. |
| 4:22 |
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| 6. |
| 4:02 |
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| 7. |
| 4:22 |
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He was too deep for his own good
He was the kind of person that nobody understood I said I'd love you more than you love me but I meant something entirely ugly One year it rained on Christmas He said lets just pretend we're in heaven but I wasn't having it No I was killing it I think his soul his soul had a drain in it Ooh, his blood rushed somewhere silent Ooh, his words j ust disappeared He was fragile and sometimes I liked that I've got his blood on my hands And my hands in a trap It was the year that my heart was broke It was the year that I almost lost everything I pushed him away Only for my freedom It tasted like salt like salt on my skin Ooh, his blood rushed somewhere silent Ooh, his words just disappeared He was fragile and sometimes I liked that I've got his blood on my hands and my hands in a trap I can't make whats wrong right again, but I can shine it all bright again just when you think you're forgiven theres no material left for confession you'll be standing there sorry and unworthy look closer guilty and bloody Ooh, his blood rushed somewhere silent Ooh, his words just disappeared He was fragile and sometimes I liked that I've got his blood on my hands and my hands Ooh, his blood rushed somewhere silent Ooh, his words just disappeared He was fragile and sometimes I liked that I've got his blood on my hands and my hands I've got his blood on my hands and my hands I've got his blood on my hands and my hands in a trap |
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| 8. |
| 4:17 |
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| 9. |
| 3:51 |
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| 10. |
| 5:13 |
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