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• Artiste: Emmet Swimming
• Titre: Blue Moon
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Push me down, I think I'm falling Cranberry lips from darkened wine And gothic verse ain't spoken now I'm staring out through a white wall and people seem Knock me out I feel like laughing Manchester prose from parlor boys would only make me smile some more I've smiled my way to this white room and people seem Now I'm walking where the air is clean A blue moon on the rise, I sigh Life meant more when it was hurtful Cross my feet I feel like dancing Hardwood floors on summer nights Make summer seem more bearable Autumns trapped in October and people seem Take my life you wouldn't want it The smell of beer clogs up my pores And leaves me screaming yes for more More of this in my white house and people seem Now I'm walking where the air is clean A blue moon on the rise, I sigh Life meant more when it was hurtful Here's the moral of the story: Happiness can eclipse doubt And leave you wandering about Worm your way through the white walls and people seem strange