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Back Burner

 

Back Burner

(альбом: 2042 - 2019)


How many times
How many times
How many times
How many times
How many times
How many times
Do I need to tell you?

Once more, but this time we feel it
Off grid, words lose their meanings
These nights have lost a certain feeling
Through flames we turn to gold
Sometimes it feels like we're dreaming
Kiss me hard, make me feel it
Turn night, let's awaken our feelings
Through flames we turn to gold

See, my guy's one of a kind
And he likes to go [?] but
Wake me up in 15, there is something on his mind
Like our puzzle's not connecting and
Maybe it's our time
It's giving me anxiety
Just when we think we [?] it
God shows his [?]
Have I been so inconsiderate, only wrapped up in myself
Have I been so absent-minded not to see the hours weep
Every day, every week
Do you remember how we [?] it when we were in our prime
Riding bikes to the Thames and doing it twice a night
We'll never have those days again, will we babe?
I'm not trying to start with you, so baby just be kind
Do you really want to punish me for some unspoken crime?
Do you really want to choke the love that used to rule our lives?
Let's not start the day like this

Once more, but this time we feel it
Off grid, words lose their meanings
These nights have lost a certain feeling
Through flames we turn to gold
Sometimes it feels like we're dreaming
Kiss me hard, make me feel it
Turn night, let's awaken our feelings
Through flames we turn to gold

So please don't take that tone with me, just put a record on
No, I don't fuck with The Smiths, but to The Cure I can get down
We could put on Radio 4 and listen to them talk, like grown-ups talk
For all the times I wasn't kind and pushed you until you snapped
For all the times I said the things I know I can't get back
For all the times I told you lies and brought tears to your eyes
I'm so sorry I made you cry

Watching [?] on the sofa
[?] touch your hand in mine
We watch as romance starts to flicker
Never tire of the sparks
Feel the canyon drip between us
Silence takes us to the night
Still hoping that you'll save me
Throw those arms around me
Squeeze me 'til my cracks peel
Fix the broken parts of me

I'm sorry if I'm doing it wrong
I'm sorry if I'm not the one
For all of the times that I've tried but I've failed to put you first
I'm sorry if I'm doing it wrong
I'm sorry if I'm not the one
For all of the times that I acted a fool and put you on the back burner

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