Placebo - Pierrot The Clown (my pol) | Текст песни

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Leave me dreaming on the bed
See your right back here tomorrow
For the next round
Keep this scene inside your head
As the bruises turn to yellow
And the swelling goes down
And if your ever around

In the city or the suburbs
of this town
Be sure to come around
I'll be wallowing in sorrow
Wearing a frown
Like Pierrot the Clown

Saw you crashing round the bay
Never seen you act so shallow
Or look so brown

Remembered all the things you’d say
How your promises rang hollow
As you threw me to the ground
And if your ever around

In the back streets or the alleys
Of this town
Be sure to come around
I'll be wallowing in pity
Wearing a frown
Like Pierrot the Clown

When I dream, I dream of your...lips
When I dream, I dream of your...kiss
When I dream, I dream of your...fists
Your fists, your fists

Leave me bleeding on the bed
See your right back here tomorrow
For the next round

Keep this scene inside your head
As the bruises turn to yellow
And the swelling goes down

And if your ever around
In the city or the suburbs
Of this town

Be sure to come around
I'll be wallowing in sorrow
Wearing a frown
Like Pierrot the clown
Like Pierrot the clown
Like Pierrot the clown
Like Pierrot the clown
Like Pierrot the clown

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