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- Композитор:
- Mark Thomas Kluepfel
- Жанры:
- Electronic
- Indie
- Теги:
- indie rock
- love
- swish
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Action Action - Текст песни Smoke And Mirrors
Comatose,
Feed my head with liberty,
I've got an appetite for deceit.
I'm done, well done,
Stick a fork in me,
Cover me in apathy,
Discreetly and distinctable.
I am trying to break your heart,
I'm plagued with doubt,
No frogs or murdered first born.
My thoughts are just a little sun burnt,
Dismantle all that ever was,
Strip it down;
Withdraw the blood.
Something's gonna break real soon,
Who's covering whose eyes?
Safety in knowing others lies pulled by the strings of time.
Hold me back,
I'm gonna throw it all down on the table.
Do you expect us to believe in these fables?
Oh, what to do with you?
With you, with you, with you?
Hold me tight,
It seems all I really have is in front of me,
Is the rest just a dream or a fallacy?
Oh, what to do with you?
With you, with you, with you?
A throw back to all those 80's slasher flicks,
You're a cheap killer and I'm getting sick of it.
God's dead, and all bets have waived their rights,
All is fair in love and time,
Who will the game of war?
Illusion, a delusion, a terrible secret,Action Action - Smoke And Mirrors - http://ru.motolyrics.com/action-action/smoke-and-mirrors-lyrics.html
What one does see is another's lost prophet.
Hold me close,
I can see right through you
Challenge all you've ever heard,
Incite the search and motivate.
Something's gonna break real soon,
Who's covering whose eyes?
Safety in knowing others lies pulled by the strings of time.
Hold me back,
I'm gonna throw it all down on the table.
Do you expect us to believe in these fables?
Oh, what to do with you?
With you, with you, with you?
Hold me tight,
It seems all I really have is in front of me,
Is the rest just a dream or a fallacy?
Oh, what to do with you?
With you, with you, with you?
Please read between the lines,
A simple compromise between the sands of time.
Please say with me, say with me
Hold me back,
I'm gonna throw it all down on the table.
Do you expect us to believe in these fables?
Oh, what to do with you?
With you, with you, with you?
Hold me tight,
It seems all I really have is in front of me,
Is the rest just a dream or a fallacy?
Oh, what to do with you?
With you, with you, with you?