Kevin Devine Lyrics
Kevin Devine Lyrics
"Tapdance Lyrics"
...Taken Due... Lyrics
Inside torture Appearing - between disposed legs Covered with blood Bloody gift from nature Torpid brain won't give any tears But other will list
Inside torture Appearing - between disposed legs Covered with blood Bloody gift from nature Torpid brain won't give any tears But other will list
You get back here
You do it slowly
Do it calm, now
Don't be so angry
I got something
I've been chasing
Every day since I started walking
It just sits there
In the distance
It always flirts with the tips of my fingers
You thought that
You could love it
Until it touched you<
Autumn rain Lyrics
Look around Look around look around Is there something I? missing here Is there something I should know And just listen to the sound All aro
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And now you just wanna stop itLook around Look around look around Is there something I? missing here Is there something I should know And just listen to the sound All aro
Well I'm sorry
It's not likely
It was here when you got here
And it'll be here when you're not here no more
And then some days
I get lucky
I can focus and things are less shaky
And I scrape you
Off the pale moon
And I slip you
Into soft shoes
Behold The Horned King Lyrics
Behold - Behold - Behold the horned king He who came to join the maiden the young king The land - The land - Hail our precious land! He - the young king
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And you tapdanceBehold - Behold - Behold the horned king He who came to join the maiden the young king The land - The land - Hail our precious land! He - the young king
To a jazz band
On a cruise ship
Near an island
And your hair's up
You wear a short dress
And a wide smile
You're movements are careless
It's a daydream
I keep having
To make the clocks move
While I'm working
Or a bad joke
I can't sit through
And I s
A Beautiful Day Lyrics
Yo, My morning showers like a rebirth; reflections of the womb Crazy sentimental floatin' in lukewarm placental Now I chop a burden on the sink trying not
ile because I feel like I have toYo, My morning showers like a rebirth; reflections of the womb Crazy sentimental floatin' in lukewarm placental Now I chop a burden on the sink trying not
But if you'd look under the table
You'd see I'm playing with my knife
I'm slicing stripes into my kneecaps
And I'm struggling just to come off polite
We could be a snapshot framed and hung like a portrait
What if that's true and I'm the only one who knows it?