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Cantatonia

Bulimic Beats

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Текст песни Cantatonia - Bulimic Beats

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I thought we`d escapeI packed a fishing-line and counted on itI thought we`d escapeI packed a fishing-line and counted on itBut dreaming is for moonriseAnd moonlight ails these tired eyesI treat him like a ladyI treat him as I would he unto meGive Rose rose-seller a run for her moneyWith silicone and poetryBut it`s the end of meI thought it could changeI`d wake up one morning and find nothing to rearrangeI couldn`t get thereBehind his wall of Sunday papersI thought it could changeI`d wake up one morning and find nothing to rearrangeBut dreaming is for moonriseAnd moonlight ails these tired eyesI treat him like a ladyI treat him as I would he unto meGive Rose rose-seller a run for her moneyWith silicone and poetryAnd it`s the end of meAnd here I amHere I amHere I standHere in my kitchen where I`m familiar with every brandHere I amA front line of labels where I witness custard`s last standHere I am

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