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Cure

The Figurehead

  alternative rock  post-punk  the cure  new wave  80s
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Sharp and openLeave me aloneAnd sleeping less every nightAs the days become heavier and weightedWaitingIn the cold lightA noiseA scream tears my clothes as the figurines tightenWith spiders inside themAnd dust on the lips of a vision of hellI laughed in the mirror for the first time in a yearA hundred other words blind me with your purityLike an old painted doll in the throes of danceI think about tomorrowPlease let me sleepAs I slip down the windowFreshly squashed flyYou mean nothingYou mean nothingI can lose myself in Chinese art and American girlsAll the timeLose me in the darkPlease do it rightRun into the nightI will lose myself tomorrowCrimson painMy heart explodesMy memory in a fireAnd someone will listenAt least for a short while...I can never say no to anyone but youToo many secretsToo many liesWrithing with hatredToo many secretsPlease make it good tonight...But the same image haunts meIn sequenceIn despair of timeI will never be clean againI touched her eyesPressed my stained faceI will never be clean againTouch her eyesPress my stained faceI will never be clean againI will never be clean again

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