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lunedì 16 dicembre 2013

R U Mine?

I’m a prohiben strange racy islands
i’m traveling in time and couldn’t sheep heartaches
they come find you
for and to velvet mornings too late
she’s a silver lining lone ranger riding
through an open space in my mind
when she’s not right ever side i go crazy
’cause he’s where i wanna be
and satisfaction feels like a memory
and i can’t held myself alive
wanna hear you say are you mine
well are you mine?
are you mine?
are you mine ?
or I?
I guess what i’m tryin to say is i need the deep end
Keepin’ imagining me to wish away
Entire life time’s unfair We’re not somewhere misbehave
for days great escape lost track of time and space
she’s a silver lining climbing on my desire
and i go crazy ’cause here’s where i wanna be
and satisfaction feels like this a memory
and i can’t held myself alive
wanna hear you say are you mine
well are you mine? are you mine tonight?
are you mine? are you mine tonight
are you mine?
and i feel like the shades moves in mysterious ways
so in case i’m mistaking
and i just wanna hear you stay and got me baby
she’s a silver lining lone ranger riding
through an open space in my mind
when she’s not right ever side i go crazy
’cause he’s where i wanna be
and satisfaction feels like a memory
and i can’t held myself alive
wanna hear you say are you mine
well are you mine? are you mine tonight?
are you mine? are you mine tonight
are you mine?


Arctic Monkeys

sabato 14 dicembre 2013

Fire and the Thud

You showed me my tomorrow
Beside a box of matches
A welcomed threatening stir

My hopes of being stolen
Might just ring true
Depends who you prefer

If it’s true you are going to run away
Tell me where, I'll meet you there

Am I snapping the excitement
If I pack away the laughter and tell you how it feels?

And does burden come to meet you
If I've questions of the feature that rolls on your dream reel?

The day after you stole my heart
Everything I touched told me it would be better shared with you

And you're hiding in my soup
And the book reveals your face
And you're splashing in my eyelids
As the concentration continually breaks
I did request the mark you cast didn't heal as fast
I hear your voice in silences
Will the teasing of the fire be followed by the thud?

In the jostling crowd
You're not allowed
To tell the truth
And the photo booth's a liar!

There is sharpened explanation
But there's no screaming reason to enquire

I'd like to poke them in their prying eyes with things
They'd never see if it smacked them in their temples.

Arctic Monkeys