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After the red ants, the black-out

Come peace and quiet.

Those little foot-prints

Fleshed out calm in my mind.

I lay like a compass,

Digits accusing the sunrise

Rain-drops abseil the window

And flinch through the hurt cries.

I feel this great pressure coming down on me.

And the ticle of my bliss,

Pulling at your sympathy

I feel this great pressure coming down on me,

When my nerve is on the high wire.

My bliss, pulling at your sympathy

After the hunt and the sweat now

Come peace and quiet.

Your head on my heart

Anchored the storm in my eyes.

I lay like a carcass

Your lips never letting the blood dry

And so I pray for tomorrow

And wait listening out for a reply.

I feel this great pressure coming down on me.

And the ticle of my bliss,

Pulling at your sympathy

I feel this great pressure coming down on me,

When my nerve is on the high wire.

My bliss, pulling at your sympathy

I feel this great pressure coming down on me.

And the ticle of my bliss,

Pulling at your sympathy

I feel this great pressure coming down on me,

When my nerve is on the high wire.

My bliss, pulling at your sympathy

White Lies - Peace & Quiet – текст


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