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• Artiste: Fatima Mansions (The)
• Titre: Walk Yr Way
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The days are chained like daisies flung on some years-old grave on ground unmarked, found on no chart or map or minefield aid I can only change the future I cannot change the past I can't recall who's on my side I can only watch my back Through aimless thought, through thoughtless deed I joined with liars and thieves but behold the only liar who's scorned and told to leave I will walk yr way A soap-opera clown stakes his place by her side and he'll sniff, pout and frown 'til she tells him the world is wrong and his cliches are right Now, the season never changes Just me and my true love In this harbour bare, slate-grey and hushed where slow death is life enough You made of me an outcast A suitcase-dwelling shell You made of mine a heart of stone which you dropped down a bottomless well Well, fair enough, but just don't call it love when it was just lust for blood and by the way, "get out" just means "get out" to me I will walk yr way Debts of the world are not mine to pay so I will walk yr way