Buck 65 - Love Will Fuck You Up | Текст песни

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• Love Will Fuck You Up

I live in an ugly city. Nowhere else I’d rather be.
Last one of a dying breed. There’ll be no more after me.
Famous and unknown, it’s heinous. So in pain but won’t complain.
Hell on Earth is frozen over. Pretty girls all go insane.
The martyrdom of Saint Sebastian. Dream-life of a prisoner.
Synesthsetic. Sinister. No such thing as a good listener.
There was a time I was never alone. Now that seems like forever ago.
You know how to whistle, don’t you? Just put your lips together
and blow.

Chorus:
Oh, it’s much too much.
Never enough or it’s much too much.
You better be careful, love will fuck you up.

That’s right.
No revenges, no more flaming hearts, not here.
That’s right.
This is nowhere, en plus je ne sais pas quoi dire.
I watch old movies. Terrible what men become.
Hard as iron, unreflected, I never trusted anyone.
The lion in the snow is dying. Evil, this life of obsession.
Can’t conceive how she must feel, the fatigued wife of a question.
Sailing toward a distant harbor where perverts play and misfits barter.
Sunglasses and lipstick armor. Days they pass, but it gets harder.

[Chorus]

Blackened room. Projected image. Ignored by a boring girl.
Buying flowers for no reason. Hiding from the warring world.
Shadows of my former self. Deadly, my mistake in giving.
Everyone’s got their own addictions. Everyone’s got to make a
living.
Knowing hands of the blind sculptor. Slight the underdog’s advantage.
Sometimes we just want to leave, wander into the fog and vanish.
I am both of your directions. More mistakes. More corrections.
Wear your influence for protection. Now we see but a poor reflection.

[Chorus]


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