Puressence - Near Distance (1996) | Текст песни

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• Puressence
• Near Distance (1996)

Been around for ages so it won't change now
Pleasing shallow faces and I don't care how
Some little starry young thing robs me blind
All the time, I try

My finger leaves an imprint in your wet intent
You keep receiving flowers that were never sent
Some little scabby young thing sucks me dry
Friday night, she's got to slow down

And the pavement's alive on Sunday
In my peek into time, stop me falling
This one
You're the only one
You're the only thing
When your change goes wrong

She's ringing in the changes and she feels quite sure
You're closer to near distance than I've been before
Some little scabby young thing sucks me dry
Friday night, she's got to slow down

And the saints are alive on Sunday
In my peek into time that stopped me falling
Well let me talk about this one
You're the only one
You're the only thing
When your change goes wrong
Let's talk about this one
Lets talk about the way you cut yourself
You're the only one
And it was tomato sauce
You're the only thing
All the times, I can't get round in time
You're the only one

Been around for ages so it won't change now