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Love love love love love love love love. . We are not your sinners. Our voices are for real. We realised and won't be mourned. We gonna burn your deathmask uniforms. . We won't die of devotion.
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Love love love love love love love love. . We are not your sinners. Our voices are for real. We realised and won't be mourned. We gonna burn your deathmask uniforms. . We won't die of devotion.
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(Words Nicky Wire/Richey James; Music James Dean Bradfield/Sean Moore). Obedience to the law is free desire. Under curfew from neon barbed wire. Wasting away this country, wearing like a born dead.
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If the love between us has faded away. Left in the rain, Scratching at the stains. The paralysed future. The past sideways scrawl. I must give up on this. It makes no sense at all. Makes no sens
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Imperial bodybags. Coming home in dribs and drabs. Life is numbers with doggy tags. Filled with holes and coming back So come out of the sky. I never had a chance to wave goodbye. Thrown away and
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Find your faith in your security. All broken up at seventeen. Jam your brain with broken heroes. Love your masks and adore your failure. . We're a mess of eyeliner and spraypaint. D. I. Y. dest
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Solitude sometimes is. The place that I would like to live. Solitude sometimes is. When nothing really seems to fit. . If black were truly black not grey. It might provide some depth to pray. T
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So mighty so hegemonic so hating so desecrating so there so nowhere so hurting. We fall between indifference rejection and the whole * wall. We fall. . Christin me fuhrer nazarine. Believe in tom
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I've sealed myself in. Laminated all of my skin. Sellotaped my world in bits. I must embrace paralysis. . Only in you do we see ourselves. Only in you can we see our end. So sick and so tired o
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The further away I get from you. The harder it gets for everyone else, for everyone else. . The happier I am when I'm with you. The harder it gets when I am alone, when I am alone. . The harder
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London, England, consider yourselves warned. . Repeat after me. Death sentence heritage. Repeat after me. Death camp palace. . Repeat after me. Royal Khymer Rouge. Repeat after me. Imitation
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Find your faith in your security. All broken up at seventeen. Jam your brain with broken heroes. Love your masks and adore your failure. . We're a mess of eyeliner and spraypaint. D. I. Y. dest
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Morning always seems too stale to justify. Lament blossoms, hours minutes of our lives. Broken thoughts run through your empty mind. At least a beaten dog knows how to lie. . I feel like I'm miss
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You need your stars, even killers have prestige. Access to a living you will not see. 24 boredom, I'm convicted instantly. Gorgeous poverty of created needs. . Slash and burn. Kill to live. Kil
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Love love love love love love love love. . We are not your sinners. Our voices are for real. We realised and won't be mourned. We gonna burn your deathmask uniforms. . We won't die of devotion.
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No one likes looking at you. Your lack of ego offends male mentality. They need your innocence. To steal vacant love and to destroy. Your beauty and virginity used like toys. . My mind is dead,
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Find your faith in your security. All broken up at seventeen. Jam your brain with broken heroes. Love your masks and adore your failure. . We're a mess of eyeliner and spraypaint. D. I. Y. dest
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Love love love love love love love love. . We are not your sinners. Our voices are for real. We realised and won't be mourned. We gonna burn your deathmask uniforms. . We won't die of devotion.
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Find your faith in your security. All broken up at seventeen. Jam your brain with broken heroes. Love your masks and adore your failure. . We're a mess of eyeliner and spraypaint. D. I. Y. dest
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What's your story baby. No control of what I am saying. Winter leaves still make me believe. No vendettas, just a cherry blossom tree. . Never had the chance to take you home. Now there's no rea
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{intro slowwed down talking begins}. Star fleet to scout ship, please give your position. Over. I'm in orbit around the third planet from the star called. The sun. Over. You mean it's the Earth?
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Obedience to the law is free desire. Under curfew from neon barbed wire. Wasting away this country, wearing like a born dead. Free heroin shots for those who never beg. . Spectators of suicide.
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Emily, Emily your gift to me. Emily, a modern sense of beauty. Emily, as precious as your memory. A simple word called liberty. . The relics, the ghosts, all down so many roads. The relics, the
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Days since I last pissed. Cheeks sunken and despaired. So gorgeous sunk to six stone. Lose my only remaining home. See my third rib appear. A week later all my flesh disappear. Stretching taut,
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My eco-system is based on hatred. My DNA remains untested. I hate the tyranny of the Sun. It always rises, always comes down. . I'm running out of fantasy. . I don't expect your sympathy. I'm
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Were we the kinnock factor. Am I talking private sector. Do I think Im shaun william ryder. Or my former friend whos now undercover. Hes gone, Im no deserter. Perhaps Im hard, all the same. . T
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Verse 1. This is no offense. But just an invitation. A sense of belonging, a sense of inspiration. Is heaven a place where nothing ever happens. Is it too much to ask. To disbelief in everything
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There are three ways to see despair. I've seen them all, I'm scared to say. The three ways are real I've lived through them all. The fourth way is coming, so prepare for the fall. . Can you save
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So mighty so hegemonic so hating so desecrating so there so nowhere so hurting. We fall between indifference rejection and the whole * wall. We fall. . Christin me fuhrer nazarine. Believe in tom
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Afraid of the sun. So afraid of the sky. Touch it and taste it. But don't reach too high. . Bewildered by them. Then so uncomplicated. All these feelings. Not fully created. . Just a kid amo