Lyrics
so, you're lyin' in the snow, you lie right through you're clothes, you never kiss and tell, that's never ever, the beast is calling you, bland, a mix of old incense, a fleet stripped of weapons, a stuttering boy is saved, on easter sunday, it's now or never, well, i know we'll meet again, i'd love to hear your voice, we don't fill our songs with noise, that's never ever, scar, you know that's what you are, you say the beatles stopped the war, they might have helped to find a cure, but it's still not over, "don't go chasin' dreams, no don't you chase your dreams, your movements must be screened", you can't listen to these things
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Artist: black angels, the