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• Artiste: Boston Manor
• Titre: Laika
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They say the truth’s your best defence I'm bleeding just to pay the rent And broken dreams mean nothing When you need something Just to get you through the year And now we’re moving out So pack your clothes, your books, your doubt And bring the piece of paper That I gave you, back when you were all alone Letters sent home with no return address I’ve got a bag full of old clothes I’ve got a bag full of stress I’m so sorry that I’m leaving You so little to believe in Cause we had a house With a perfect door and a front room With the right decor And I came and wrecked it all I came and wrecked it all like I always do Cause I didn’t think and I poured your life down the kitchen sink With the dregs of yesterday And now I’m going to be late I’m sorry I’m so sorry that I’m leaving You so little to believe in Just tell me, that you’re free, of your woes and of me There’s weather more reliable than me I’m calling base command as the last bit of oxygen runs out but They’re down there softly sleeping The sun sets over the Pacific region I’m sitting here hanging in the balance Just barely in the atmosphere I’m sitting here hanging in the balance Just barely in the atmosphere I’m so sorry that I’m leaving You so little to believe in Just tell me, that you’re free, of your woes and of me There’s weather more reliable than me As lonely as Laika Up there all alone You miss the atmosphere The stars are now your home