(butcher / somerville)
How high a mountain must I climb
To reach
The age of consent (gershwin/gershwin)
Da ra da am de ra
It was only the lights and the alcohol
But he looked
Burning blood
You leave me paralyzed
Your clarity
(??) My rational
Romanticize
LATELY I'VE BEEN THINKING ,
'BOUT MY SITUATION ,
BUILDING
My heart is on fire and it's out of control
Lake
This is Breadline Britain
This free and promised land
Where the rich
NOW I KNOW WHERE YOU GO, WHAT YOU DO,
WHEN
We stand here trapped and so angry
These walls are crumblin'
Sell me your soul
And I'll make you a star
Fantasies turned
You're just too good to be true
I can't take my
Ooooh.
Close to the edge, close to the edge
And I won't
I've never felt such a need in me
Such a need
Sous aucun pretexte
Je ne veux
Avoir de reflexes
Malheureux
Il faut que tu
Feel your strength, just let it flow
The more you suppress,
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