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I hate those
Flowers you hold in still life
In your tattoos
When your
Forehead is so cold
Your mind possessed by a muse
They say
The nails embody the spirit
But I hide my stigmata
And my tearful eyes pretend
That someones gonna drive you home tonight
Who’s gonna drive you home?
Who’s gonna drive you home?
Who’s gonna drive you home?
Who’s gonna take you home tonight?
At least now I can sleep through the night
Cause I threw away the frames you left behind
The rain is pouring down like these lines
Who’s gonna drive you home tonight?
Who’s gonna drive you home?
Who’s gonna drive you home?
Who’s gonna drive you home?
Who’s gonna take you home tonight?
I’m so tired of
Pondering what we used to be
I’m so tired of
This fighting between you and me
I’m so tired of
Everything I’ve heard before
I’m so tired of
The empty space behind my door
I’m so tired of
Pondering what we used to be
I’m so tired of
This fighting between you and me
I’m so tired of
Everything I’ve heard before
I’m so tired of
That empty space behind my door
They say the nails
Embody the spirit
And my tearful eyes
Pretend, pretend, pretend
That someones gonna drive you home tonight
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2. |
Interlude (Memo)
00:38
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3. |
Crimson Red
03:46
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I’ll keep you at a distance
But I’ve got to break the curse
We both have our instincts
Mine say that this will hurt
I tried to follow your mind
And I found your little secret
Was it something I wanted to find?
Should I've let you keep it?
We’ve been waiting for so long with hope
We'd find the one we were waiting for
Can’t get that red dress out of my head
The memory of you is crimson red
It’s never enough for you
To have someone by your side
A lack of interest hurts the most, yeah
Endless talks about the summer and about you
I guess I should've known
We’ve been waiting for so long with hope
We'd find the one we were waiting for
Can’t get that red dress out of my head
The memory of you is crimson red
Look at the ocean
The tidal waves are gone
I always had that clue
Look at the ocean
Your tidal waves are gone
Just quiet and blue
Just quiet and blue
We’ve been waiting for so long with hope
We'd find the one we were waiting for
Can’t get that red dress out of my head
The memory of you is crimson
Red, Red, Red
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4. |
Butterfly
03:29
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These pictures say
I really hate myself again
But had you stayed
The worst things would have never gone away
Seeing red and feeling blue
Back and forth between the two
I feel alone and tired
From this world I’ve been fired
We are the ones expired
I’ve brushed my lust away
I feel lost when I’m home
Trying to keep my eyes closed
Need to stop asking myself if one day the sadness will end
I became a butterfly to escape from the dream
Butterflies in the stomach
I feel alone and tired
From this world I’ve been fired
We are the ones expired
I’ve brushed my lust away
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