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I miss you more than most on nights like this,
When morning comes and I can’t feel your kisses.
You never really liked the business,
Suppose it comes with all the city cynics.
Can you feel your dreams fading?
Look me in the eyes as you say it.
I can take the truth if you’d be so cruel,
Sprinkle a little sugar so that I can chew.
I can’t find a better way to think of it,
Look inside yourself and you’ll remember when,
I can’t find a better way to think of it.
I hate the way the city lights scream at me,
Have another go cause before you know,
We’ll be running round like we’re animals,
Have another go before you lose control.
Can you feel your dreams fading?
Look me in the eyes as you say it.
I can take the truth if you’d be so cruel,
Sprinkle a little sugar so that I can chew.
I can’t find a better way to think of it,
Look inside yourself and you’ll remember when,
I can’t find a better way to think of it…
…Now, so what the hell were you thinking bout?
You’d make your mother so proud,
If you could clear your head out, head out, head out now.
So what the hell were you thinking bout?
You’d make your mother so proud,
If you could clear your head out, head out, head out.
I can’t find a better way to think of it,
Look inside yourself and you’ll remember when,
I can’t find a better way to think of it.
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2. |
The Sound
02:38
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We lost our minds locked up,
They’re getting hard to find around here, here.
You take your time my loves,
Withering without your light,
Can’t you see, see.
You can find me in the jungle,
Come too far to stumble now,
Holy grail’s not far out,
My feet are sick of this ground,
I’ve been searching for the sound,
I’ve been searching for the sound.
(Sound)
Keep your finger on the pulse you’ll figure it,
(Out)
I’m sick of it, so sick of it.
You can find me in the jungle,
Watch your feet or you might stubble,
(Sound)
Take the treasure on my mind,
It’s getting hard to find around here, here.
I’m just trying to find out,
Helping me to get by now…
You can find me in the jungle,
Come too far to stumble now,
Holy grail’s not far out,
My feet are sick of this ground,
I’ve been searching for the sound,
I’ve been searching for the sound.
(Sound)
Keep your finger on the pulse you’ll figure it,
(Out)
I’m sick of it, so sick of it.
You can find me in the jungle,
Watch your feet or you might stubble,
(Sound)
(Sound)
Keep your finger on the pulse you’ll figure it,
(Out)
I’m sick of it, so sick of it.
You can find me in the jungle,
Watch your feet or you might stubble,
(Sound)
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