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• Artiste: Destroyer
• Titre: The Ignoramus Of Love
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Well, so be it You choose the path of a psychopath Well, I wasn't born to love at all costs In fact I could only love a cause that's already been lost And I wasn't put on this earth to argue with you Didn't want to look up, but I did The sky hid Who knows what's out there, really? X marks the spot, the whole thing's an X The sun mostly rises A great golden spike through the heart of the world Bluebirds in flight twirl towards the words, the words I think of you in a little outta the way Cafe Coming undone You get what you get And you don't get inside your leather jacket And walk Away In the direction Of the horizon Scarcity of feeling and purpose It's funny you should mention that There's nothing in there, everything's been burned I remix horses I closed the book on The Book a thousand pages in What's in a name - nothing! Didn't want to look up, but I did The sky hid Who knows what's out there, really? X marks the spot, the whole thing's an X The Ole Grey Mare isn't what she once was Nor is the Ignoramus of Love The Ole Grey Mare isn't what she once was Nor is the Ignoramus of Love The Ole Grey Mare isn't what she once was The Ignoramus of Love