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  • Текст песни Alternative Promoter - Secrets for Nicotine

    Исполнитель: Alternative Promoter
    Название песни: Secrets for Nicotine
    Дата добавления: 13.06.2016 | 17:15:59
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    You built the ground
    With summer clouds,
    There was no roof,
    The sky sparkled.
    But nothing lives
    In thin air above,
    Saturated dreams
    Drifting by they’ll heave.
    I’ll let you play
    God for a day,
    Come and suck me high,
    You know you’ll leave me dry.

    Dark storms were brewing
    Behind watercolour clouds.
    Disturbing discovery –
    It’s the shallow pools that drown.
    The rescue ark was leaving,
    No one boards alone.
    Went back only to find
    You were first in line.
    What I would give to break
    All your crystal tears,
    There’s nothing I can do
    With fossilized fears.

    Murder in the cellar
    From a festering hole.
    So many little clues,
    Too little evidence.
    Confirm the diagnosis
    It’s sugar overdose,
    Take the medicine
    By throwing it away.
    A baby voodoo doll
    Never left the cradle,
    Mother had to smother her
    When daddy pulled the trigger.

    I traded a secret
    For nicotine,
    You kept the change
    In a torn pocket.
    Carried me through
    Then stole my shoes,
    It’s disgusting how
    You still can smile.

    Strike a matchstick,
    Live on borrowed light.
    Draw butterflies to die
    In flames of peppermint.
    Pull a bunch of roses
    From your magic hat,
    Painted all sorts of red
    They smelled of almonds.
    Take the thorns to make
    A crown upon your head,
    Crucified yourself
    But never really bled.

    Showed you where I stayed,
    The lights were always on.
    Told you where I kept,
    Spare keys under the mat.
    Room’s in a mess,
    Tables coffee stained,
    You stirred the ashes in
    The broken urn of dreams.
    No life behind the windows,
    Corridor is haunted,
    But your ghost has fled
    Far beyond the walls.

    I traded a secret
    For nicotine,
    You kept the change
    In a torn pocket.
    Carried me through
    Then stole my shoes,
    It’s disgusting how
    You still can smile.

    Think you left behind
    Your scripts of apology,
    I’m sure they belong
    To you and not to me.
    Gold lapel statuses,
    You signed your autograph,
    On a new ticket stub
    To the same old show.
    There was no role for me,
    Just a backstage pass,
    But honey I won’t keep
    Your regrets for my pets
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