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They won t want you for who you are
so you should step outside your skin
something tells me that we were meant to be
but how can that be?
you run on evil, I run on fumes

when she came out, she brought her anger
she left her sympathy behind the walls she built for me

so we start spinning
you wouldn t want to let us go easy
or you just might become too weak to stop spinning
you wouldn t want to let him down easy
or he just might become…the promise

I want you for who you are
so you can stay inside your skin
oh, something tells me love isn’t enough
but how can that be?
you’re not so evil, I’m not so good, crazy or mean

so we start spinning
you wouldn t want to let us go easy
or you just might become too weak to stop spinning
you wouldn t want to let him down easy
or he just might become…the threat

she’s so dramatic, she says, “I’m leaving”
is that a promise or a threat?

so we start spinning
you wouldn t want to let us go easy
or you just might become too weak to stop spinning
you wouldn t want to let him down easy
or he just might become…the one you want

I am the voice you ll never get
I am the one…I am the promise and the threat

Tekst :

Hold your hands into the sky
Pray for my sin, instead of time
Big cities action of my big city girl
Think she builds her own heaven
Cause she finds it s a lonesome world
Filled with dirty street cars and dirty signs
I hope there comes a time when
I get to see your dirty mind

Hold your hands into the sky
Pray for my sin, instead of time
Low budget movies, change our low budget lives
Theres something... that joins our lonesome minds
And these bloody faces with their bloodly knives
Say if we ever make it
We ll be somebody s....

Hold your hands into the sky
Pray for my sin, instead of time
You are the massacre, the massacist, the tease
And you re captivating , standing in front of me

Is the reason, Im still wondering why everyone we loved has broke away

Hold your hands into the sky
Pray for my sin, instead of time
You are the massacre, the massacist, the tease
And you re captivating, standing in front of me
Hold your hand into the sky
Pray for my sin, instead of time

So be my masscre, be my massacist, be my tease
Cause you captivate me when you stand in front of m

Tekst :

We love our tragedies.
We re both broken in our own little ways.
We re broken and we fit together just right.
You know I saw the black inside your eyes.
I saw they were eclipsed and benign.
And they look just right.

Chorus:
When our lights meet will you know me then?
And will you want to know it?
It feels like I ve known you for so long.
When our lights meet will you love me then?
And will you ever know it?
It seems like you ve known me for so long.

I love your melodies.
We re both crazy in our own little ways.
We talk about the future and our past lives.
I know I loved you then.
I know I d love you now.
I know I ll love you then.
I know I love you now.

[Chorus]

It seems like I ve known you for so long.

But you can t have everything you want when you want it.
I will be everything you want when you want it.

Wait for me.
Trust for me.
Fall for me.
Even when you don t know you fall for me.
Will you fall for it?
If it should come around again.
But don t wait for me.
And don t trust in me.
Don t fall for me.
Even when you know you re falling to me.

[Chorus]

When our hearts meet will we make it then?
Will we even notice that they are eclipsed?

No more concealing of the truth that is hurting me
I can t deny I m loosing the distance to this illusion
Cause they are trying to teach me lying
But I am confident I must resist
Their intuitions are hidden believe me
They don t deserve your respect...

Come on honey let s play the match game
You strike me and I ll be the flame
Girl you start the biggest fire
When you touch me I m like a likewire
You burn a tattoo on my arms
I can t feel the...

I don t wanna go out with you tonight,
I just wanna stay home and fight.
Nothing sounds more fun than what we do,
Can t imagine more fun with you.
Do I remember what fun you can be,
No - it s been too...

Flickering lights mean distant towns
Rolling wheels make humming sounds
The full moon makes the night like day
A lonely road will make you feel this way

When the town square s dark the stoplights flash
A midnight diesel rolls on past
A...

Rousseau walks on trumpet paths
Safaris to the heart of all that jazz
Through I bars and girders-through wires and pipes
The mathematic circuits of the modern nights
Through huts, through harlem, through jails and gospel pews
Through the class on park and the trash on vine
Through europe and...