Thursday, November 22, 2007

Tarantula

I don't want to fight, every single night
Everything I want is in your eyes
You and me go back, to places I don't know to care
The spoils of all I got were left as scraps
Don't let me say this, but you're no worse than me, it's crazy

We are the real, if real ever was,
and just because
We are the real, they feel we have enough
We are the real, 'cause someone gave us up

I want to be there when you're happy
I want to love you when you're sad
Can't stand the morning rain?
Get out I'll take your place then
Can't stand the blazing sun?
Then close your eyes you'll see, the angel dust

I don't want to be, anything believed
A million watts of sound can't compare

Come along you'll see the world
The pulse ripples, the crowd unfurls
The current starts to flow and then you're on

Oh it's white hot soul they want
To sing for...

We are the real, if real ever was,
and just because
We are the ruin, of every living soul
We are surreal, 'cause someone gave us up

Don't break the oath!
I want to love you when you're happy
Don't break the oath!
I want to be there when you're sad
Freeze-frame the pouring rain

We are the real, as real as any ghost,
so easy now
We are the real, in every living soul
Oh don't they know

Can't stand the blazing sun?
Can't stand the morning rain?
Oh get out I'll take your place ... again
I don't want to be alone
Oh I don't want to be alone
Oh I don't want to be alone at all

If it's a white hot soul they want,
Then a black heart they'll get


SP


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