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• Artiste: Celibate Rifles (The)
• Titre: Ice Blue
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Give me something to believe in, a reason to try Teach me how to live, 'cos I know to die Opalescent eyes on my kitchen floor Took too much now, she don't have to take anymore Was she going to or coming from Drowning in the river where the red rose runs Was it in her background in her home Was lonely with smack better than being alone A modern sacrifice, oh how romantic She's always telling me, my life's so tragic She don't come around my back door Don't come around here like she used to before Ice blue fingers on my window pane Tell me that I won't see her again She'd laugh and say I wonder what it's like to die She says there's no love here, don't ask me why I Can't find a reason for the things I do It's so boring for me, is it boring for you? A modern sacrifice, oh how romantic She's always telling me, my life's so tragic