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• Artiste: Poppy Hollander
• Titre: Belle vs. The Golden Idol
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Oh it's by chance that I'll divine What happened to you beneath my eyes When gold strikes silver and silver strikes gold And the seventh is a secret never to be withheld If your baby cries for water, how can you let it alone? We glue your lips together, you're a horse for slaughter We've got to let it go on It's these inane pleasantries that dilute me from my mind And you from the ground you break It's these mindless decisions which so fascinate The hearts, the hearts, the minds I break Oh and now we're living in bubbles you know Like our father predicted we would And the sentiment that you carry on Leaves you stuck in the past And now we're living in bubbles you know Like our father predicted we would And the sentiment you carry on Leaves you stuck in goodness If your baby cries for water, how can you let it alone? We glue your lips together, you're a horse for slaughter We've got to let it go on It's these inane pleasantries that dilute me from my mind And you from the ground you break It's these mindless decisions which so fascinate The hearts, the hearts, the minds I break Oh and now we're living in bubbles you know Like our father predicted we would And the sentiment that you carry on Leaves you stuck in the past And now we're living in bubbles you know Like our father predicted we would And the sentiment you carry on Leaves you stuck in goodness Oh! She's such a beautiful twisted child And she cries out on the hour She cries out for the blood that laps at the feet of her father Oh! She's such a beautiful twisted child Such a beautiful twisted idol And we all should be up to no good And we all should be up to no good Such a beautiful twisted child Leaves you stuck in the past Such a beautiful twisted idol And we all should be up to no good She's going to leave you awhile For you to lose your vacant smile And me to deliberate the ache Of the hearts, the hearts, the minds I break Oh and now we're living in bubbles you know Like our father predicted we would And the sentiment that you carry on Leaves you stuck in the past And now we're living in bubbles you know Like our father predicted we would And the sentiment you carry on Leaves you stuck in goodness Such a beautiful twisted child Such a beautiful twisted idol Such a beautiful twisted child Such a beautiful twisted idol.