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Catatonia
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Bulimic Beats
I thought we'd escape I packed a fishing line and counted on it I thought we'd escape I packed a fishing line and counted on it
But dreaming is for moonrise And moonlight also ails those tired eyes
I treat him like a lady I treat him as I would he unto me Give Rose rose-seller a run for her money With silicone and poetry But it's the end of me
I thought it could change I'd wake up one morning and find nothing to rearrange I couldn't get there Behind walls of Sunday papers I thought it could change I'd wake up one morning and find nothing to rearrange 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网
But dreaming is for moonrise And moonlight ails these tired eyes
I treat him like a lady I treat him as I would he unto me Give Rose rose-seller a run for her money With silicone and poetry And it's the end of me
Here I am Here I am And here I stand Here in my kitchen where I familiar with every brand Here I am A front line with labels where I witness custard's last stand Here I am
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