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| 6:39 | 
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| 2. |
| 4:01 | 
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to moonn6pence from shootingstar
Hypnotised by mirrors You should look out your window Beneath cracked panes of ice A sky's on fire Drowned by the screams of decadence A call to arms Too busy working out to Work it out It's not gonna matter what you chose It's too late when everything goes Da-yayaya-ark Da-yayaya-ark It's creeping up on you It knows your name All that you left behind Will never be the same It's come for all that you hold dear She starts to cry And here's a song to break your heart You're looking in the dark But I can't see It's getting light In the night we made mistakes Da-yayaya-ark Da-yayaya-ark Da-yayaya-ark Da-yayaya-ark Would you leave yourself alone? If everything goes dark Would you lighten up your tone Once everything goes dark Everything goes dark Everything goes dark Da-yayaya-ark Da-yayaya-ark Da-yayaya-ark Da-yayaya-ark Everything goes dark Da-yayaya-ark Da-yayaya-ark Da-yayaya-ooh |
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| 3. |
| 4:14 |
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to moonn6pence from shootingstar(papayeverte)
Everything you love turns to dust, You'd make more of it but you felt rushed By all that's periphery You held tight but on the contrary The trick to life is not to get to attatched to it The trick to life is not to get to attatched to it You'd kill for answers but then learn to live with questions who, what, why, how and if I'll sit back detatched tear out your hair Oh but on the contrary The trick to life is not to get to attatched to it The trick to life is not to get to attatched to it Everyone you love turns to dust You'd jump off the edge but you felt pushed By all that's unnecessary You tread but your off on the wrong foot The trick to life is not to get to attatched to it The trick to life is not to get to attatched to it Don't look your life passed you by Cos your too attatched to it |
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| 4. |
| 3:48 |
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to mooonn6pence from shootingstar(papayeverte)
I need you to reach me Teach me how to love I need you to reach me Teach me how to love 'Cos I must have got it wrong If I had love then it's gone I've been living without it for oh so long And that's the way it goes I suppose Made enough mistakes Between two of us to sing this thing We're still clinging on for life Made enough mistakes Between two of us to sing this thing We're still clinging on for life I need you to reach me Teach me how to love I need you to reach me Teach me how to love Must have got it wrong If I had love then it's gone I've been living without it for oh so long And that's the way it goes I suppose Made enough mistakes Between two of us to sing this thing We're still clinging on for life Made enough mistakes Between the two of us to sing this thing We're still clinging on for life And I must have got it wrong If I had love then it's gone I've been living without it for oh so long And that's the way it goes When your head but can suppose And instead of answers It's full of 'I don't know's And that's the way it goes I suppose |
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| 5. |
| 4:07 |
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People are puppets, held together with string.
There's a beautiful sadness that runs through him, as he asked me to pray to the god he doesn't believe in. Time and again boys are raised to be men: impatient they start, fearful at end. But here was a man mourning tomorrow. He drank, but finally drown in his sorrow. He could not brace up his tension. He looked in the wrong place for redemption. Don't look at me with those eyes; i tried to unheave the ties: turn back the time that drew him. But he couldn't be saved: a sadness runs through him, through him. Time and again boys are raised to be men: impatient they start, fearful at end. But here was a man mourning tomorrow, who drank, but finally drown in his sorrow He could not brace up his tension. He looked in the wrong place for redemption. Don't look at me with those eyes; i tried to unheave the ties; turn back the time that drew him. But he couldn't be saved: a sadness runs through him, through him. Don't look...Don't look...Don't...Don't Don't look at me with those eyes; i tried to unheave the ties: turn back the time that drew him. But he couldn't be saved, no, he couldn't be saved: sadness runs through him, sadness runs through him, sadness runs through him, sadness runs through him, sadness runs through him |
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| 6. |
| 2:13 |
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Put up your barricades There's money to be made Continue your charade Money to be made What you're asking for means the world to me You draw close as you whisper precisely Precisely Your safety is assured, Behind those eggshell walls Of yours You're safety is assured, Behind those eggshell walls Of yours Friends and family fly by on wings of faith Faithlessly I don't recognise a face Not a single face Take this sorry soul Made enough of a mess on my own On my own Put up your barricades There's money to be made |
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