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letra de lonely lust - lady lamb

the biting blood of lonely l-st now
watch the clock like a hawk hunt me down
watch the clock like a hawk spin around
the biting blood of lonely l-st now
watch the clock like a hawk rush the ground
watch the clock like a hawk til i blush

on the day that wayward man exclaimed “even satan knows the glory of god”
i felt so full of my own life, i blasted the fast food faucet and cried
cause the joy in my heart outgrew its sh-ll – it sank beneath me, and it buried its sound
trudging through the slush of chinatown where i’m out
searching in reverse for what i lеft, but nothing backwards
nothing makes any sense

thе biting blood of lonely l-st now
watch the clock like a hawk hunt me down
watch the clock like a hawk spin around
the biting blood of lonely l-st now
watch the clock like a hawk rush the ground
watch the clock like a hawk spin around

today from the brooklyn bridge, there is the bird’s-eye-view of the east river but this jutting giant of a skyline makes me nothing, nothing but nervous
i much prefer manhattan as the static backdrop to my score;
eggs & coffee on the rooftop, sleepy-headed and blissfully bored
i saw a sp-ceship making strange manoeuvres, and i raised my mug to the full moon
lit up in the big blue, blue day
in that cloudless world all alone but unafraid
now i wonder if i’ll see you down there together
in the park
and i’ll stop to watch the shore shove the lazy garbage back and forth

it pours out of me
it makes me so afraid
the way time takes
takes itself so seriously
but i’m coming home
on my own
blood in my mouth, biting down

- lady lamb

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