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Bauhaus - Dark Entries
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Caressing bent up to the jug again With sheaths and pills Invading all those stills In a hovel of a bed I will scream in vain Oh please, miss lane Leave me with some pain
Went walking through this city's neon lights In fear of disguising my warping seathing Pressure lines and graceless heirs Intangible of price Trying so hard to find what was right
I came upon your room it stuck into my head We leapt into the bed degrading even lice You took delight in taking down All my shielded pride Until exposed became my darker side
Puckering up and down some avenue of sin Too cheap to ride they're worth a try If only for the old times, cold times Don't go waving your pretentious love
He's soliciting on his tan brown brogues (Dark Entries,......) Girating through some lonesome devils row (Dark Entries,......) Pinpointing well meaning upper class prey (Dark Entries,......) Of walking money checks possessing holes (Dark Entries,......) He often sleekly offers his services (Dark Entries,......) Exploitation of his finer years (Dark Entries,......) Work with loosely woven fabrics (Dark Entries,......) Of lonely office clerks (Dark Entries,......) Any lay suffices his dollar green eye (Dark Entries,......)
I came upon your room it stuck into my head We leapt into the bed degrading even lice You took delight in taking down All my shielded pride Until exposed became my darker side
Puckering up and down some avenue of sin Too cheap to ride they're worth a try If only for the old times, cold times Don't go waving your pretentious love
Dark Entries Dark Entries Dark Entries Dark Entries
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DJ Tiesto : Beautiful things
Got up early, found something's missing
my only name.
No one else sees but I got stuck,
and soon forever came.
Stopped pushing on for just a second, then nothing's changed.
Who am I this time, where's my name?
I guess it crept away.
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No one's calling for me at the door.
And unpredictable won't bother anymore.
And silently gets harder to ignore.
Look straight ahead, there's nothing left to see.
What's done is done, this life has got it's hold on me.
Just let it go, wha-
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t now can never be.
I forgot that I might see,
So many beautful things.
I forgot that I might need,
to find out what life could bring.
Take this happy ending away, it's all the same.
God won't waste this simplicity on possib....
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