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• Artiste: Steven Wilson
• Titre: My Book Of Regrets
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In the back of a taxi cab in London town It's like watching TV with the sound turned down Cause I can feel it I've got a buzzin' in my head And I'm on my way I see the kids deserting ships like shopping malls On street corners they ignore their girlfriend's calls Cause they got plans now and tonight they won't be home All of this can be read In my book of regrets Don't let it bring you down Just wait 'til the morning comes Sore necks and teenage wrecks in subway worlds And torn tights when drag queens fight suburban girls But they don't care now 'cos they'll soon be safe at home All of this can be read In my book of regrets Don't let it bring you down Just wait 'til the morning comes Under neon lights she walks home Back to her apartment, oh a safe way Harbored when she locks the door she could slip away Looking out behind the curtains finding drugs she barely seems to notice And the gas fire starts to buzz when the rain sets in. In the back of a taxi cab in London town All passed out and dreaming on the underground Yes I'm someone but I'm no-one all the same All of this can be read In my book of regrets All of this can be read In my book of regrets Don't let it bring you down Just wait 'til the morning comes