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Cure

Disintegration

  alternative rock  post-punk  the cure  new wave  80s
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Текст песни Cure - Disintegration

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Oh I miss the kiss of treacheryThe shameless kiss of vanityThe soft and the black and the velvetyUp tight against the side of meAnd mouth and eyes and heart all bleedAnd run in thickening streams of greedAs bit by bit it starts the needTo just let goMy party pieceOh I miss the kiss of treacheryThe aching kiss before I feedThe stench of a love for a younger meatAnd the sound that it makesWhen it cuts in deepThe holding up on bended kneesThe addiction of duplicitiesAs bit by bit it starts the needTo just let goMy party pieceBut I never said I would stay to the endSo I leave you with babies and hoping for frequencyScreaming like this in the hope of the secrecyScreaming me over and over and overI leave you with photographsPictures of trickeryStains on the carpet andStains on the scenerySongs about happiness murmured in dreamsWhen we both us knewHow the ending would be...So it`s all come back round to breaking apart againBreaking apart like I`m made up of glass againMaking it up behind my back againHolding my breath for the fear of sleep againHolding it up behind my head againCut in deep to the heart of the bone againRound and round and roundAnd it`s coming apart againOver and over and overNow that I know that I`m breaking to piecesI`ll pull out my heartAnd I`ll feed it to anyoneCrying for sympathyCrocodiles cry for the love of the crowdAnd the three cheers from everyoneDropping through skyThrough the glass of the roofThrough the roof of your mouthThrough the mouth of your eyeThrough the eye of the needleIt`s easier for me to get closer to heavenThan ever feel whole againI never said I would stay to the endI knew I would leave you with babies and everythingScreaming like this in the hole of sincerityScreaming me over and over and overI leave you with photographsPictures of trickeryStains on the carpet andStains on the memorySongs about happiness murmured in dreamsWhen we both of us knewHow the end always isHow the end always is...