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...of passion, fear, silence and cracks in communication. |
CD: Demo 2001
Label: © Darcey Hile, 2002
Credits: Recorded by David Voigt |
Lyrics
You're way too pretty to sit here alone
How 'bout you stand up and I take you home
I stood up all right under the spotlight
My story in scars, bush fires in the dark
Oh no no...
You scuttled away like a bug-eyed crab
Disgusted and panicked, oh the gashes and scabs
And I pinch my skin and it's enough for now
To slow and satiate, to hold my fit down
I'm dreaming, give me a shake
I'm dreaming, the earth does quake
The fault is mine
And you dream of my room and the smell of my head
But when I bleed you face me with dread
How quickly I stick to the arms of desire
But when I call for help, they all scream liar
Oh no no...
And the girls pull their hair for the want of love
But boys hear no whispers from sweet lips sewn shut
And our tongues they choke us while your mouths grow cold
No one cuts the stitches, nobody's that bold
I'm dreaming, give me a shake
I'm dreaming, the earth does quake
The fault is mine
We want what you want, there's no mistaking the signs
But our white hot scars have got you all mad and blind
I'm dreaming, give me a shake
I'm dreaming, the earth does quake
Is the fault all mine?
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