Strangejuice - Metamorphosis | Текст песни

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I left my ego outside by the barber's pole
And now I am in a brick lounge, I pretend to like the music
I am sitting next to business men, mason rings and armchairs
Fluorescents leaving shadows, I sink into mine

A girl of skin and bone whose eyes shone like Christmas
Her pitiful thin body sweats next to mine
She put something in my hand, and appetite for dreaming
And she said something; it came out in the nothing

Tonight we will die, tonight we will die
Tonight we will die, tonight we will die
She said...

Make believe, the falling the leaves, I try to please
Cliffs to climb, your eyes divine by kerosene light
Put your thumb on my mind, lay on the lawn, say nothing 'til dawn
A thousand regrets, a thousand cigarettes, I've forgot nothing yet

Telephone rang, I cut off my ears, your boyfriend for years
Sniffin', coughin', sneezin', sighin', breathin', dying
You left behind the kids, I can hear your heart beating through your ribs
There are not enough apple trees or maple leaves to help us breath

A melody emerges, a crescendo on a ladder
Then it falls like a fountain, sweating in the cool
You took something; I don't recognise your eyes
Something mutes the disco, greasy San Francisco

Can I sleep on your pillow tonight?
I'm still having dreams about things, like:
Tom used to like you, and so did his brother
They were on the boat that time...

Now I am rolling over, I can't shake the fever
I think somebody's listening, scratching at my window
Something on my skin, something wrong within
What did they give me? Will you keep an eye on me tonight?

Make believe, the falling the leaves, I try to please
Cliffs to climb, your eyes divine by kerosene light
Put your thumb on my mind, lay on the lawn, say nothing 'til dawn
A thousand regrets, a thousand cigarettes, I've forgot nothing yet

Telephone rang, I cut off my ears, your boyfriend for years
Sniffin', coughin', sneezin', sighin', breathin', dying
You left behind the kids, I can hear your heart beating through your ribs
There are not enough apple trees or maple leaves to help us breath


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