A Night Like This ( ) |
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A Night Like This Say goodbye on a night like this If it's the last thing we ever do You never looked as lost as this Sometimes it doesn't even look like you It goes dark It goes darker still Please stay But I watch you like I'm made of stone As you walk away I'm coming to find you if it takes me all night A witch hunt for another girl For always and ever is always for you Your trust The most gorgeously stupid thing I ever cut in the world Say hello on a day like today Say it everytime you move The way that you look at me now Makes me wish I was you It goes deep It goes deeper still This touch And the smile and the shake of your head I'm coming to find you if it takes me all night Can't stand here like this anymore For always and ever is always for you I want it to be perfect Like before I want to change it all I want to change |
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: the cure a night like this |
the Cure "The Exploding Boy" |
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: the cure b-sides 1985 the head on the door the exploding boy |
The Baby Screams ( ) |
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The Baby Screams Heaven Give me a sign Waiting for the sun to shine Pleasure fills up my dreams And I love it Like a baby screams Its so useless How can you be proud When you're sinking into the ground Into the ground fills up my dreams And I love it Like a baby screams Couldn't ask for more you said Take it all And strike me Strike me dead Waiting again Waiting Like I waited before Waiting again Waiting here for nothing at all Heaven fills up my dreams And I love it Like a baby screams Couldn't ask for more you said Couldn't ever let it end Take it all Take it all And strike me dead |
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Push () |
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Push Go go go Push him away No no no Don't let him stay He gets inside to stare at her The seeping mouth The mouth that knows The secret you Always you A smile to hide the fear away Oh smear this man across the walls Like strawberries and cream Its the only way to be Exactly the same clean room Exactly the same clean bed But I've stayed away too long this time And I've got too big to fit this time... |
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: the cure push |
Inbetween Days. . :) |
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Inbetween Days Yesterday I got so old I felt like I could die Yesterday I got so old It made me want to cry Go on go on Just walk away Your choice is made Go on go on And disappear Go on go on Away from here And I know I was wrong When I said it was true That it couldn't be me and be her Inbetween without you Without you Yesterday I got so scared I shivered like a child Yesterday away from you It froze me deep inside Come back come back Don't walk away Come back come back Come back today Come back come back Why can't you see Come back come back Come back to me And I know I was wrong When I said it was true That it couldn't be me and be her Inbetween without you Without you |
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: the cure the head on the door in-between days |
Kyoto Song () |
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Kyoto Song A nightmare of you Of death in the pool Wakes me up at quarter to three I'm lying on the floor of the night before With a stranger lying next to me A nightmare of you Of death in the pool I see no further now than this dream The trembling hand of the trembling man Hold my mouth To hold in a scream I try to think To make it slow If only here is where I go If this is real I have to see I turn on fire And next to me It looks good It tastes like nothing on earth It looks good It tastes like nothing on earth Its so smooth it even feels like skin It tells me how it feels to be new It tells me how it feels to be new A thousand voices whisper it true It tells me how it feels to be new And every voice belongs Every voice belongs to you |
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: the cure kyoto song the head on the door |
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