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I saw you today
You were too far away It'd hurt me to say Hurt me to say, the words The words I have to say There ain't no sound When you're not around And it gets me down Yeah it gets me down My life feels so brown I just want to be with you That's all I wanna do I just want to be with you That's all I wanna do Inside my brain It's just not the same Cus it's started to rain It's started to rain I just want to be with you That's all I wanna do I just want to be with you That's all I wanna do |
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| 3:37 |
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Where'd you go?
Dark eyed traveller I almost feel you breathe Where'd you go? Dark eyed traveller Can you even hear me speak? You made things bright When they took the light away Led me inside and kissed all my tears away Said you were here to stay Where'd you go? In the morning When I was weighted down with dreams Where'd you go? In the morning When fever pulled me down stream You made things bright Then you took the light away Lent me your eyes and showed me a brand new way Now I just feel dead today ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By COXON, GRAHAM <i>Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing</i> |
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| 2:46 |
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Long time on the phone line
There's sunshine when I dial 9 Small breaths form words Like crystals in warm air And I want you for my very very own In a salty sea, our voices meet Long time on the phone line There's sunshine when I dial 9 Small breaths form words Like crystals in warm air And I want you for my very very own In a salty sea, our voices meet |
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| 4:28 |
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On sticks and sand, lost my money, lost my hands
Blood on my brain, too much salt in my veins And I thought pain was clean And I thought hearts were strong But bones aren't sticks anymore And a day is far too long So many days never needing any grace Live for kicks and danger, there'd be beauty any way And I thought pain was clean And I thought hearts were strong But bones aren't sticks anymore And a day is far too long And a day is far too long And a day is far too long |
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| 2:53 |
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When all the nights are dream
And not really what they seem I'd cut my hair in spite And set my hands on fire Are you lonely? Are you lonely? Are you lonely? In the daylight hours I go out and kill the flowers Faces all too clear Keep on looming near Are you lonely? Are you lonely? Are you lonely? |
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| 4:48 |
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I wish the music would play by itself,
Shredded fingers... no ideas I wish this rainy day could be the last, Could the world end?... what a God send I wish I could stop wishing you were here, But I don't want to... cus I'd still want you I wish I didn't feel so flippin mad, Don't wanna scare you... just wanna love you I wish my life could last a thousand years, Then I'd be clever... and build a heaven I wish I could bring Nick Drake back to life, He'd understand... hold my hand I wish a constant stream of happy shit, Live forever... in world of leather I wish the rain would just leave me alone, I can't wear that... stupid rain hat I wish I was in California Pernod perfume.. in the Danube I wish the thing of love meant just one thing Cinderella... Salmonella |
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| 2:27 |
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Treat me Hard + Slow
Don't let me go Strip me of my clothes Kiss Hard + Slow |
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| 8. |
| 2:35 |
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Me you
We two Trying to begin Trying to begin We you We two Trying to begin Trying to begin And the wind will blow But my love won't go My love won't go Me you We two Trying to begin Trying to begin |
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| 2:49 |
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Waiting for my friend
Waiting for my friend Waiting for my friend Waiting for my friend And I don't want no one to know I can't talk with you I can't talk with you I can't talk with you I can't talk with you If you don't want me to Waiting for my friend Waiting for my friend And I don't want no one to know I don't want no one to know |
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| 3:16 |
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I stole the bottle of gin from over the counter and ran, I knew I'd been seen.
I scarpered stifling giggles down the street and hid round a corner on a side street. I heard him huffing and the sound of his big feet against the paving, he was getting close. As he rounded the corner I sighted him up down the barrel of the gun and on seeing his expression change to one of horror + confusion jerked back the trigger. His body was jolted back by the force of the bullet + his feet flew foward. I saw a bright little rivulet of blood arc into the air and I slid the gun into the waistband of my trousers. Who the fuck are you looking at? Who the fuck are you looking at? Who the fuck are you looking at? Who the fuck are you looking at? Is there really a thing like feeling too much? Can you really escape + numb the real? There's a way of saying, a way of sayin a shape I feel a certain shape and it's complicated it's not like a square or a circle. It's like a crystal or a diamond, it's clean, hard, unfathomable and it ends in an augmented kiss It ends in an augmented (demented) kiss Who the fuck are you looking at? Who the fuck are you looking at? Who the fuck are you looking at? Who the fuck are you looking at? Rock Stars are not cool. They're full of his guy they call Satan, kids stuff oozing from their mouths. They wear the shoes of dead soldiers shot by soldiers, valium horses trotting squeezing through their raspberry blood. Sometimes I feel so stoopid I wanna quit get out of it cus I hate this world and everyone in it The fat Bald men who run it - the fat bald men. Who the fuck are you looking at? Who the fuck are you looking at? Who the fuck are you looking at? Who the fuck are you looking at? |
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| 2:19 | 
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