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• Artiste: Citizen
• Titre: Ugly Luck
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The choir aches, the trumpets sting our hearts Expected fate of everything, we need to know the source The flesh is aged, we shudder with every budge If I remain, then lead me in We live through written words I am vague to you; a fly on the wall Your stardust in the whisk - the lonesome dawn I am a trick to you; a deserted thought Adrift in the mist - ugly luck Violent shakes; if I’m caught then I’m done The sirens rang, the masses fled There’s nothing left for us The choir aches, we need to know the source If I remain, then lead me in We live through extinct words Our words I am vague to you; a fly on the wall Your stardust in the whisk - the lonesome dawn I am a trick to you; a desolate howl Absence of the wish - too far gone I'm too far gone I am vague to you; a fly on the wall Your stardust in the whisk - the lonesome dawn I am a trick to you; an exhausted want I don’t know where you've been or where you are Or where you are