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Lyrics:
Dreaming, I'd like to be just dreaming
when you take my hand saying 'now, you're mine',
when you drag me down to the firing line.
Staring at the ceiling, forgetting about sleeping;
thinking about the past and the wars to come,
frightened by the night, praying for the dawn.
And you say that you'll never compromise again,
it's clever, though, take a look at the weather
if you're coming like a storm.
And I think it's the same as ever:
traps for fools and small prints on the letters
that you make me sign threatening with a storm.
There you come, whistling a song
just in case I forget you the day that you're gone.
Dreaming, now I know I'm not dreaming
when you chase me up stopping all the clocks,
when you try to tame me as if I'm your dog.
What else do you want to steal me?
You already got my breathing
and every little inch of my sinner heart.
Do you want me to cringe or to tear me apart?
And you say that you'll never compromise again,
it's clever, though, take a look at the weather
if you're coming like a storm.
And I think it's the same as ever:
traps for fools and small prints on the letters
that you make me sign threatening with a storm.
There you come, whistling a song
just in case I forget you the day that you're gone.
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Title Drunk Sex
Lyrics:
Dreaming, I'd like to be just dreaming
when you take my hand saying 'now, you're mine',
when you drag me down to the firing line.
Staring at the ceiling, forgetting about sleeping;
thinking about the past and the wars to come,
frightened by the night, praying for the dawn.
And you say that you'll never compromise again,
it's clever, though, take a look at the weather
if you're coming like a storm.
And I think it's the same as ever:
traps for fools and small prints on the letters
that you make me sign threatening with a storm.
There you come, whistling a song
just in case I forget you the day that you're gone.
Dreaming, now I know I'm not dreaming
when you chase me up stopping all the clocks,
when you try to tame me as if I'm your dog.
What else do you want to steal me?
You already got my breathing
and every little inch of my sinner heart.
Do you want me to cringe or to tear me apart?
And you say that you'll never compromise again,
it's clever, though, take a look at the weather
if you're coming like a storm.
And I think it's the same as ever:
traps for fools and small prints on the letters
that you make me sign threatening with a storm.
There you come, whistling a song
just in case I forget you the day that you're gone.
Work type Music
Tags the lievens, rock, indie
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Identifier 1612090074473
Entry date Dec 9, 2016, 9:02 AM UTC
License Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivatives 4.0
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Author. Holder Alex Cañero Marchena. Date Dec 9, 2016.
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