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Pentatones
Pentatones
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Pentatones
Pentatones
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Stachy aka stacy_g
Stachy aka stacy_g
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1.VERSE He said meet me at the garden It was half past eight I could feel him all sighing But couldn't make him awake And then we talked about things Like fish in the sea He told me the difference Of how to want and to be He is wearing braveness On his skin, black and red For longer it seemed He didn't look at it When you grow a fire To a room you've locked from inside Burning all the furnitures down Let it go, let it go It might be easier when you let it show, let it show And then you cut it out, cut it out The phones are off Talk to me, talk to me At night when all is naked I can see, i can flee And when the sounds are off, from the off The music comes to me At night vampires calling We would meet again And he would take me to his playground We'd make it comfortable there On the fields and on the vast floor Green to white swallows the season We would sit and watch the door 'Til my hands shake Another day, another try I want you to come with me Insomnia takes us high Until he Grew a fire To a room that I had locked He's burning all the furnitures down Let it go, let it go It might be easier when you let it show, let it show And then you cut it out, cut it out The phones are off Talk to me, talk to me At night when all is naked I can see, i can flee And when the sounds are off, from the off The music comes to me Feed me well, feed me well Feed me with a desire, desire Instead of keeping low, stir it up The blaze isn't enough Talk to me, talk to me At day when all is light the memory is leaving me And when the sounds are off, from the off The music comes to me Stranger to the night Burning the room from inside Nothing to abide Burning a room from inside
Writer(s): Martin Knecht, Nicolo Capobianco Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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