duminică, 29 noiembrie 2009

A friend in pain

This is for him! Citeste versurile, si vei intelege de ce le-am ales.









The power of orange knickers
The power of orange knickers
The power of orange knickers
Under my petticoat
The power of listening to what
You don't want me to know

Can somebody tell me now who is this terrorist
Those girls that smile kindly then rip your life to pieces?
Can somebody tell me now am I alone with this?
This little pill in my hand and with this secret kiss
Am I alone in this...

A matter of complication
When you become a twist
For their latest drink
As they're transitioning

Can somebody tell me now who is this terrorist
This little pill in my hand that keeps the pain living
Can somebody tell me now a way out of this -
That sacred pipe of red stone could blow me out of this kiss
Am I alone in this...

The power of orange knickers
Under my petticoat
The power of listening to what
You don't want me to know


Shame shame time to leave me now
Shame shame you've had your fun
Shame shame for letting me think that I would be the one

Can somebody tell me now who is this terrorist
This little pill in my hand or this secret kiss
Am I alone in this kiss
Am I alone in this kiss
















I dreamed I was drowning
In the river Thames
I dreamed I had nothing at all
Nothing but my own skin

(I dreamed I was drifting
On the howling wind
I dreamed I had nothing at all
Nothing but my own skin)

Slipped away from your open hands
Into river
Saw your face looking back at me
I saw my past, and I saw my future

You take the pieces of the dreams that you have
Cos you don't like the way they seem to be going
You cut them up and spread them out on the floor
You're full of hope as you begin rearranging
Put it all back together
But any way you look at this
Looks like
The lovers are losing


I dreamed I was watching
The young lovers dance
I reached out to touch your hair
But I was watching from a distance

We cling to love like a skidding car
Clings to a corner
I tried to hold onto what we are
The more I squeeze, the quicker we're over

You take the pieces of the dreams that you have
Cos you don't like the way they seem to be going
You cut them up and spread them out on the floor
You're full of hope as you begin rearranging
Put it all back together
But any way you look at this
Looks like
The lovers are losing


I dreamed I had nothing at all; Nothing but my own skin
(I dreamed I had nothing at all; Nothing but my own skin
I dreamed I had nothing at all; Nothing but my own skin)
I dreamed I had nothing at all; Nothing at all


(You take the pieces of the dreams that you have
Cos you don't like the way they seem to be going
You cut them up and spread them out on the floor
You're full of hope as you begin rearranging
Put it all back together
But any way you look at this
Looks like
The lovers are losing)

You take the pieces of the dreams that you have
Cos you don't like the way they seem to be going
You cut them up and spread them out on the floor
You're full of hope as you begin rearranging
Put it all back together
But in the final reckoning
Looks like
The lovers are losing

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