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• Artiste: Pains Of Being Pure At Heart (The)
• Titre: The Garret
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The light of our lives burns down Waiting for hours and hours Our hunger is just a hum Another distraction, another distraction But in your arms I feel lost and torn Call to a silent room The answer comes so crystal It’s not like you need to learn We’re tied to each other, tied to each other In your arms I feel lost and torn In your arms I feel a stranger faith Forget the countless ways I am so alien, a prisoner in skin Our bodies break like glass And shatter all our fears I want to know you then When heaven disappears Heaven disappears Tears in your heart remain, oh-oh, oh-oh And nothing I do could ever undo But I want to stay halfway the same In your arms I feel lost and torn In your arms I feel a stranger faith Forget the countless ways I am so alien, a prisoner in skin Our bodies break like glass And shatter all our fears I want to know you then When heaven disappears Heaven disappears Now I fear you’re drifting beyond me The words I say don’t say The touch is what I need You take my youth away And leave me with no need, and leave me with no need When I leave you, I can’t leave you Part of me remains In the garret above, it was never enough, never enough When I leave you, I can’t leave you Part of me remains In the garret above, it was never enough, never enough