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Life is a vaccum pump, always sucking me dry Life is a vaccum pump, always sucking me dry "Anyway, I love you anyway", you say And you lie on the bed The sheets are crumpled around your head Maybe that's how we meet We need to feel that we're complete Communicate or die through it Sometimes that's the lie of it These things we shouldn't do Always end up destroying you "Anyway, I love you anyway", you say This is a New York story This is a New York story This is a New York story "Anyway, I love you anyway", you say Sucking me dry (Sucking me dry) Sucking me dry And the salt and the sugar on your table They enable us to do these stupid things we do These lives we steal aren't even true My fantasy was never you And the blood is blossoming like flowers Up inside the glass Eating up our living hours Draining us of all our powers It's obvious, I know One of us should really go Step outside the door Run away and be the cure This is a New York story This is a New York story This is a New York story "Anyway, I love you anyway", you say Sucking me dry (Sucking me dry) Sucking me dry And the lies and the legacies And all those wasted destinies Your body is so cold It's turning blue, you look so old Not human anymore I think we've lost this hopeless war And you're soiled and spoiled and so lost, my friend I think that this could be the end But fear we'll do it all again And I can pour cold water onto you And your eyes open and see right through You suddenly look so gray Look me in my eyes and say "Anyway" This is a New York story This is a New York story This is a New York story "Anyway, I love you anyway", you say How do you deal? (how do I deal?) How do you deal? (how do I deal?) How do you deal? (how do I deal?) Anyway
Writer(s): Alice Genese Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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