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Visqueen




Альбом Visqueen


Sunset On Dateland (2004)
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I grew up a dancer
Who's feet were born to follow yours

Give me the answer
Because I'm sick and tired of straightening you out

You think your life is over
But it's only just begun
You think tonight's for closure
But look alive, you're not the only one

I wonder if she knew
How much it cost till you laid her down
Give me an answer
Why don't you tell me the one thing
That I've been waiting for since you came to town

You think your life is over but it's only just begun
You think tonight's for closure
But look alive, you're not the only one

It was such a long time
And you were just my kind
And I'm so glad you're alive

You think your life is over but it's only just begun
You think tonight's for closure
But look alive, you're not the only one

You tricked your life and ripped all sides of a wish tonight

When a quarter past too late still works to call you

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Cry to me from wooden benches, purses
Close and sew your pretty eyes shut
It's your funeral from 1 to 3
They never knew you were suicidal
You tried a hundred dresses on but
You're not feeling all that bridal

Dead love, I never meant to lay you out
Dead love, what's hunting you down
Has turned me around

Languidly beside me keeping granite hands
On polished granite shoulders
It's your funeral from 1 to 3
They never knew you were still deciding
Some traded you for sympathy
Some were never worth inviting

Dead love, I never meant to lay you out
Dead love, what's hunting you down
Has turned me around

Long before you love was at my door
The letter was dated but can't resurrect what you mean


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Bloody Mary's bleeding again
Ceramically, live on tv, for all to see
She prayed hard hoping you were the steal
But you were free
You were free, you were free

Found a love that can't be broken
And you know your heart is choking
When you find you're just a friend in love

Someday soon you'll get to know me
Then find out I'm just your homey
Consequences for my friend in love

Once or twice down the lottery hall
A frozen key, that turns for me, forgivingly
But the cards you're passing out
Might not mean business after all
Aces high, joker's my, destiny

Found a love that can't be broken
And you know your heart is choking
When you find you're just a friend in love

Someday soon you'll get to know me
Then find out I'm just your homey
Consequences for my friend in love

Someday you'll figure out for yourself

Measuring the golden rule
That being kind means being cruel
Homework's done for a grade-a friend in love

Wish I may and wish I might
Fit your favorite pants tonight
Pocketing for good my friend in love

But then you'll figure out for yourself
Friends in love

Knitting up my loneliness
So all you see is party dress
Stitch me on the inside

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Buttercup you carry me faster than
I possibly, could overthrow
The sons in someone's family

Taking pictures of a bright blue sky,
cinching up their skinny ties half a world away

Heathrow
Flying on this plane until tomorrow
Said so
I'm landing in the frame on your wall

Rising up from the sea
Atmospheric chemistry
Broken stars can still shine
Drifting apart from their pieces
Half a world away

Heathrow
Flying on this plane until tomorrow
Said so
I'm landing in the frame on your wall

Unravel the daylight
Burn it up to the nighttime sky
We make mistakes so forget that they're ruling you

Broken stars can still shine
Coming up inside to keep me warm
Talk about impending storms, half a a world away

Unravel the daylight
Burn it up to the nighttime sky

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You're killing yourself
If you think you can find
The fractures in my mind

You're sinking like a stone as he hangs up the phone
And the red's all you've left over

When sun sets west too long
Another arctic heartbreak song
When the waves upon the ocean, and your
Paint's another potion, turns you blue

Blue

When children come back home
Another city's own
And mixed their blood on south side

And you try to see things through, but no one comes for you
When your busy running traces
Instead of tying up your laces
You'll be blue

Blue

Come what may, try to discover
Unlocked hearts to throw away
You're killing yourself if you think you can find primaries

The song can write itself
Dear someone help me love myself
Gun the fun down little soldier
When his arms reach out to hold her you'll be blue


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Talk about your magic wands
Dahlias bloom inside your palms
Pink and gold

Tweed
Loveliness is what you bleed
Tenderness is what you need and sold

Beauty deluxe
All genuflections no invitations

Detective vacation
Solving pillow cases the criminals of love
Sweet interrogation

Privileged well beyond your means
Perfect powered dreams your show goes on

Try to separate the scent
Dreaming you were president of gorgeous
Captain luscious

Beauty deluxe
No imperfections, no hesitations
Look through the keyhole it's over

Detective vacation
Solving pillow cases the criminals of love
Respect termination
Turning up the fire but keeping the heat on low

Beauty deluxe
Star mapping genius needs no direction
Look through the keyhole it's over


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Save me from crossing wires
I know will black me out
Save me

Hades fire runs up the wall
And searches out, but we don't burn

Standing on my little island with you

Gotham City skyscraping giants
Anchored in the sand
Gazing, I sing along to you with sparks in my hand

Standing on my little island with you

Cobblestones and cable bridges call me home

Standing on my little island

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Circuitry has soldered me like fuses to a frame
A tiny dial, and love erupts on broadband

Talk to you through speakers
Shining deep inside my veins
You're nationwide
But I'm the girl who loves you

You'll stay as long as I press play

Secretly you'll come to me through pages black and white
Top 40 charts, and plastic parts in my hands

Talk to you through speakers shiny underneath my bed
You're nationwide
But I'm the girl who wants you

You'll stay as long as I press play

But then you'll hit record and you're out the door anyway
Our whole relationship is a cd skipping away

Crush on radio

Digital heart guardian romantic in the wire
You're kissing me
Through frequencies unheard of

But I'll talk to you
Through speakers pushing deep into the red
You're nationwide
But I'm the girl who needs you

You'll stay as long as I press play

But then you'll hit record and you're out the door anyway
Our whole relationship is a cd skipping away


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You buy her everything
A bracelet diamond ring
A tennis date with brad and kelly
But she fudged on the card, down cowboy boulevard
The rodeo's in town and selling

Your money's in the trade
A fortune to be made
A dream that you will soon wake up from

Houston feels so low

Her calves against the bar
Housekeeper took the car
And pool house rules can't keep your cloths on
The ranch house rattlesnakes will pray you soul to take
Black cadillac with white-walled wheels on

The saddle sores are real, more cactus fruit to peel
As san antone feels yellow rosy

Houston feels so low

The bulk of his estate
Is sifted through probate
Iced relatives talk over bourbon
The benefactor falls
A hidden mistress calls
As grandmother adjusts her turban

Last will and testament
To leave in the event
I hit the lights on grand old opry


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