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The Wildhearts

Abhoria

 

Abhoria

(album: Landmines & Pantomimes - 1998)


The world that I was to you, so deep and safe and warm
Is peppered by experience, mutated by the fall
And now the walks in the countryside are better done by bike
Now we work alone on separate sides
Don't it show we ain't so alike?
In the heart of war we found Abhoria
Oh, ow, (when I need you, but it's easier just to bleed you)
Abhoria

If that was your intention, to take the easy way?
Goodbye to intervention and damn the game you play
Battle sore with the kind of scars that never heal in time
Take a tip from a cunt that he owes
We ain't wrong, just 'cause we ain't right
Should we stay unsure and blame Abhoria?
Oh, ow, (When I need you, I could easily believe you)
Abhoria
Oh, ow, (When I need you, when I cheerfully debrief you)
Abhoria

Wrapped you up in foam to protect you from the fear
Of spending life alone even though I'll be there
And yet time and time again I wish I wasn't
The cunt you call a friend, maybe then I could send you
Away, away, away

Angel, I carry you across the sea
I don't even mind if we both went underneath
Nobody knows, nobody sees, just me, my baby

But the trust is not enough for the time spent repairing it
You can get a job to appreciate the care in it
Why not decide to speed an end to fire
A little bit of heaven in amongst the genocide
If what you see and what you feel don't tend to be the same ideal
Just stop and find and hope to share a little piece of heaven out there

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