1. |
Here With me
02:53
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The world was grey and dull until
You brought colour to it all.
To be a word upon your lips,
I couldn't ask for more.
And when I'm far away, across the seas,
Wish you were here with me.
Wish you were here with me.
My heart was black and cold until
You held me in your arms.
I didn't have to wear the mask,
Disarmed me with your charm.
And when I'm far away, across the seas,
Wish you were here with me.
Wish you were here with me.
Wish you were here with me.
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2. |
Evangeline
03:06
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We'll never meet again my dear,
The angels sing as your memory disappears.
The photographs burnt, now you're only seen in my dreams.
At the bottom of the widest lake,
I hear a feint voice calling out my name.
It beckons me down to join you in the abyss.
Evangeline, you're fading away.
Evangeline, you're slipping away.
Evangeline, you're fading away.
Evangeline, you're slipping away.
White noise on the TV set,
Your lipstick stains the corpse of a cigarette.
The living room dead, time to torch it all to the ground.
I wish you reached out to me,
At least your pain is gone now and you're free.
The smoke it rises, follow it, now you're free.
Evangeline, you're fading away.
Evangeline, you're slipping away.
Evangeline, you're fading away.
Evangeline, you're slipping away.
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3. |
Ghouls
03:08
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The Minotaur's behind the wheel of the milk truck.
And Nosferatu's at the abattoir, yes he's sweeping up.
Sasquatch and the Yeti, locked up at the zoo.
The Wicked Witch lives in a dumpster, yeah she's sniffing glue.
Oh so tragic, all the screen ghouls.
No more magic, grey and wrinkled.
Oh so tragic, all the screen ghouls.
No more magic, grey and wrinkled.
It's Friday the 13th but Jason's working nightshift.
And Freddy's slasher days are over, divorced can't see the kids.
The xenomorph deported, overstayed its welcome.
And Predator retired, broken hip so no more fun.
Oh so tragic, all the screen ghouls.
No more magic, grey and wrinkled.
Oh so tragic, all the screen ghouls.
No more magic, grey and wrinkled.
Oh so tragic, all the screen ghouls.
No more magic, grey and wrinkled.
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4. |
Love Is Quite Nice
02:38
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You get on my nerves
But it's rarely so.
I know I do the same,
To you.
But we work it out,
Untangle all the wires.
I'll keep the wolves away
For you
Love, love is quite nice, sometimes.
Love, love is quite nice, sometimes.
Our bedroom pulls me in,
Take refuge in the bed.
Nothing clears my head
Like you.
The noises fade away.
Forget the drama and pain.
All moments warm and sweet,
Home with you.
Love, love is quite nice, sometimes.
Love, love is quite nice, sometimes.
Love, love is quite nice, sometimes.
Love, love is quite nice, sometimes.
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5. |
Wanted
04:00
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I just can't live without it,
It's like a second heart.
I nestle into the cobwebs.
Swimming in violet, poisoned shores.
And I want more.
Give me more.
I want more.
Give me more.
Deep breaths in a burning house.
Clock hands thrown into the blaze.
I admit it's starting to hurt.
A bit longer please, it's never enough.
A bit longer please.
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Desmond Doom Melbourne, Australia
Post-Punk / Surf-Goth from Melbourne, Australia.
Think Joy Divison meets The Smiths in Eastern Europe.
Business contact:
desmonddoommusic@gmail.com
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