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real lies - north circular كلمات الأغنية

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your talk like a talk in the rain
bag on my shoulder and a pocket full of change
to buses mercy in the early morning light
what did you do on sat-rday night?

please take me back to where i used to be
the road we used to share together, you and me
i can’t say if we’re true or wrong
all i can say is i know where i belong

portals, family, white lines, and the irish times
the men who drink in a roll pubs and raid flyers
all lost in the same sea
i hear them say it’s all yours, maestro if you just give in to me

give in to me

suicide bridge in that morning watch
the roll fuse and fake wires and things that pick up and kick off
and the world just spent on the road, essential reservation
the rapture play us at the petrol station

i love the smell of the fumes coming through the window
but you always rolled the window up
so i’ll have a cigarette and play with the crescendo
i never knew but i had to give her up

these days on the wrong side of the window
thought i saw your place, you didn’t let me in, though
these days i say sorry a lot more
never sure if it’s the bailers at the door

but i still walk the same road at night
watch the same grain, melt the same lies
bag on my shoulder and a pocket full of rage
how many late nights does it take you to change?

always thought you are holding me back but
but it turns up you are holding me together
make your move, sound big time, crash and burn
i worked for years in the hills, never here

suicide bridge in that morning watch
the roll fuse and fake wires and things that pick up and kick off
and the world just spent on the road, essential reservation
the rapture play us at the petrol station

come down off the hill, the lights in the distance glimmering
will shine a light for me and a little for you, too
or so i thought
or so i thought

these days on the wrong side of the window
thought i saw your place, you didn’t let me in, though
these days i say sorry a lot more
never sure if it’s the bailers at the door

but i still walk the same streets at night
watch the same grain, melt the same lies
bag on my shoulder and a pocket full of rage
how many late nights does it take you to change?

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