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Translating The Name

 

Translating The Name

(album: Translating The Name - 2003)


Oh, start send me grieves and before breathing
(I have your voice on tape in a southern accent screaming at me)
I was only one and we weren't prepared for one before dreaming
(I have your voice on tape in a southern accent screaming at me)

Know things look lovely to you
Holding back, now and forever
Sweetheart, things look lovely
Hoping for midnight and I deny
You were walking so peculiar like (Still so deadly)
You were lost in somebody else
You were walking so peculiar like (Still so deadly)
You were lost in somebody else

Sweet penance for a sound
It might explode in our hands

I'm falling in a brown pigmentation of
Where the element guards cut short, turned in, and stopped
I've been watching rose give in and
I wish that I could taper away so
I've been watching rose give in to it
Severing the ties between mother and son
I've been watching rose give in to it
Severing the ties between mother and son

Know things look lovely to you
Holding back, now and forever
Sweetheart, things look lovely
Hoping for midnight and I deny
You were walking so peculiar like (Still so deadly)
You were lost in somebody else
You were walking so peculiar like (Still so deadly)
You were lost in somebody else

Sweet penance for a sound
It might explode in our hands
It might explode
Sweet penance for a sound
It might explode in our hands
It might explode

Oh, I once saw many place the end
I promised the world and a dozen roses
Oh, I once saw many place the end
I promised the world and a dozen roses

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