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• Artiste: Wendy Darling
• Titre: Pushing Daisies/Marked
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Knees buckle White knuckles I am up late And it's happening again Take a shovel Push it under This is a test that I am failing That's what you get When you get your strength from another Straight from his mother Who was an evil woman back then Some of that must have gotten into him And this can't be good for me But at least I tried And it can't be good for you To see me crying And it can't be good for me It makes no difference that I didn't do anything wrong It changes things between us nevertheless - I am gone I can feel it thick in the car when the quarters are close Best notice I'm taking notice of the way you're taking notes In the end, what will make a difference anyway Cause in the end, what's the difference anyway When, in the end, we'll be pushing daisies In the end, I wanna be someone else's, "he loves me" And it can't be good for me ................... What's that Just a tape recorder I'm gonna hear it No, don't touch it I don't touch it again - I can't hear anything You can hear it later What's that - What's that - No more today I have love tattooed on my skin It's my sign in a dead language It's better that way, anyway My words abuse love I can't find the phrasing To give it credit enough And I make you rethink your vocabulary You can't measure in letters or stanzas One thousand words for this picture On thousand pictures still lack what it deserves She reminds me of me Short of bones and blossom Not her legs But the direction in which we're prone to cross them Not her lips But the inspection and our tendency to gloss them Just estimated your words under And over, my ability to toss them You're awesome Hear him speak - I never will again This is the hand in which the bibles were written I'll lend my voice if you lend me your hand You make me warm - I'll make you listen The sun's so hot I froze to death Suzannah don't you cry Thank you, thank you, thank you Wait a minute