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LyricsOh, there's a place for you
Oh, you've got it all
Now it doesn't seem so simple
Oh, you knew it all
Now see it all burning, your contract in ashes, your clean-living lovers, your reasonable wishes, timetabled kisses, your well rehearsed phrases, your separate bedrooms, your forbidden places. Out on the moorland, you're naked and bleeding with no sign of shelter and no place to hide in. You're screaming for mercy, abandoned, forsaken, screaming for mercy, and then you awaken. La la lala lala lala la la la ... LinksRelated pages |