Marc Almond lyrics
Marc Almond lyrics
"Sleepwalker lyrics"
Cats Van Bags lyrics
(feat. Brother Ali) [Intro] I can't scratch, cause I'm drunk I got bad teeth and my gums are bleeding Come and fucking get
(feat. Brother Ali) [Intro] I can't scratch, cause I'm drunk I got bad teeth and my gums are bleeding Come and fucking get
Sleepwalker Dream talker In a shady world Of Disbelieving Love seemed always To be leaving Sleepwalker Dream talker Comotosed to walk the ceiling Numb, and never feeling Doesn't the city Look so pretty In a late night lazy Sort of way Floating through your life In a somnambulistic decay Love love Where did it go? Gone to theNeighborhood Threat lyricsland Of satin and snow Long gone With that look on your face Lost in your box Of feathers and lace I was a drifter A dreamer A delusion believer When emotion you were thieving Your heart was really grieving Sleepwalker Dream talker In a shady world Of Disbelieving Love seemed always To be leaving Sleepwalker Dream talker Comotosed to walk the ceiling Numb
Down where your paint is cracking Look down your backstairs buddy Somebodies living there and He don't really feel the weather And he don't share your pleHere With Me lyrics, and never feeling Life life Where did it go? Off to the land Where the cold winds blow Numb numb Dumb as can be Someone made a zombie And the zombie was me I was a drifter A dreamer A dream dream believer When to everybody I was lying My heart was softly crying Tears run down my paralysed face Your head a confusion Of snowflakes and mace Lost in a sea O
It's been a long, long time since I looked into the mirror I guess that I was blind Now my reflection's getting clearer Now that you're gone things will never be the sBig Madness lyricsf jelly and glue With my half lit illusions What am I gonna do? Sleepwalker Dream talker In a shady world Of Disbelieving Love seemed always To be leaving Sleepwalker Dream talker Comotosed to walk the ceiling Numb, and never feeling Doesn't the city Look so pretty In a late night lazy Sort of way Floating through your life In a somnambulistic decay
in the winter in a seaside boarding house the killer swigs and wheels round his room telling how he made that weeping spinster kneel yellow light se