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Oh eugene, you're just killing me
The words go deep to the heart of me In being things i don't wanna be Your dark side gets to get grip on me How can you be so beautifully insane, eugene And be so completely free of pain, eugene How can you fly so close to the flame, eugene And never feel the slightest pain Barefoot in the muddy rain So beautifully insane Feelings cast in the ring of steel In any case i don't wanna feel My heart is cold and my brain is numb My heaven's fake and the devil's more fun How can you be so beautifully insane, eugene And be so completely free of pain, eugene How can you fly so close to the flame, eugene And never feel the slightest pain Barefoot in the muddy rain So beautifully insane Eugene.. Eugene.. Barefoot in the muddy rain So beautifully insane Eugene.. Eugene.. |
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Of innocence there is a lack
And it is never coming back To read the future like some dreadful almanac You're the train and I'm the track And you are never turning back And I will twist and turn Whilst never changing tact And suddenly I'm alone with my love And though the world still sometimes kicks me without warning I thank the god that made you fall for me... ah Na na na na na na na... And suddenly I'm alone with my love And though the world still sometimes kicks me without warning I thank the god that made you fall for me... ah Fall for me |
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Looking out from day to day
At a dirty old expanse of motorway I dream of colours when all around is grey I dream of colours and sunlight There's a way i'd rather be Than the person who pretends that he is me I dream of colours to be what i would be I dream of colours, inspires me Suddenly, a shaft of light breaks through Illuminates the room (gloom?) When all around was darkened And tender hues of light and shade It paints a picture of an altogether brighter day Looking out from day to day At a dirty old expensive motorway I dream of colours when all around is grey I dream of colours.. And sunlight Sunlight.. Sunglight.. And sunlight.. |
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You blow me right away
With the things that you do You're Mrs Me and I'm Mr You My all important everything When nature has a way In a way that we do I know that you feel close to me too My all important everything Everything.. Everything.. Your looks are laughable Unphotographable But you're my favourite work of art Oh baby I knew it right away Looking over at you You're Mrs Me and I'm Mr You My all important everything Everything.. Everything.. Everything.. Everything.. You're my all important everything.. Everything.. My all important everything.. Everything.. Everything.. |
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