(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
Whatever we may do
Whatever we may fall
All I ask of
NOW I KNOW WHERE YOU GO, WHAT YOU DO,
WHEN
We stand here trapped and so angry
These walls are crumblin'
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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