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There'll be no comprimising
Cold, no heat on the horizon
guess I'm cold
there'll be no comprimising
cold
cool
cold
stone cold
(This is an old favourite of mine from the great Tears for Fears... enjoy)
They scour the earth for the things they saw in your tiny little hands
They raise you up like a God onto your tiny little stand
Until their faith, once like a rock, is ground up turning into sand
They scour the earth for the things they saw in your tiny little hands
You see, they're old enough to dream but just too young to understand
Gabriella, was this all part of your plan?
Stay out super late tonight
Stay out super late tonight
Picking apples, making pies
Put a little something in our lemonade and take it with us
We're half awake in a fake empire
With the wild wolves around you
With the wild wolves around you
A fragment of light at the end of the tunnel
And I'm ill with the thought of your kiss
Coffee laced, intoxicating on her lips
A tree born crooked will never grow straight
A tree born crooked
Will never grow straight
She sunk like a hammer into the lake
A long lost letter
and an old leaky boat
Promises I never meant To keep
Elements - A fine frenzy
Oh the elements I do not fear
But I fall apart when you appear
Cos you are the greatest
The greatest disaster
the things we did i can´t forget
Your picture is still on my wall
The colors are bright
bright as ever
the things we did i can´t forget
your boldness stands alone among the wreck
your grace is wasted in your face,
your boldness stands alone among the wreck
as you see the snow kiss the curb
You're up on the bar and you're shaking
With every grimy word
Who will you love
What's love when you've hurt
You wonder as you see the snow kiss the curb
One little leak becomes a lake
The tick tock tick of a ticking timebomb
Fifty feet of concrete underground
One little leak becomes a lake
Says the tiny voice in my earpiece
Caught in a rat's nest
Clicks on the phone
I cannot help you
Caught by your work
Caught in a rat's nest
Eat our young
Chew through wires
Still shudder when I see that dorsal fin
is it cold outside
enough to chill
daisies on the window sill
What's lost can never be broken
Everything has it's price
Everything has it's place
What's more romantic than dying in the moonlight?
Now they're all watching the sea
What's lost can never be broken
Her roots were sweet
But they were so shallow
are you ever going to make them pay
i count the nights
i count the days
you try to show that nothing stays
but im still hanging around
When you think like a hermit you forget what you know
We all know what we know, it's a hard swath to mow
When you think like a hermit you forget what you know
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