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• Artiste: Josh Pyke
• Titre: Parking Lots
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The night was so cold all the cats had gone home I hate to be told what to do, lord I hide under awnings like rats in a storm I hide under cars when they're left in the parking lots Oh, now I know what you mean When you said I was sick in my heart at nineteen But I'm older now and I'm well So come over here let me look in your mirrors The years are beginning to show, lord There's been a darkness upon us so long It's hard not to feel that our lives Are not always our own Now I know what you mean When you said I was sick in my heart at nineteen But I'm older now And I'm twice as well So come over here Let me look in your mirrors An asp and an arrow And a lamb with a furrowed brow Stay with me Because I have been dying to meet you And now you're here I feel I could kill just to keep you Be calm the tell-tale heart That leaves us beaten in the dark Tomorrow see the scars They'll leave with feathers and of tar They'll leave you lying in the parking lots