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Pagliacci's Dead
02:22
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The comedy is finished, the harlequin is dead
Watch on with a thousand yard stare, stomach full of dread
Watch on through the white line fools, the stench of cheap perfume
Of cigarettes, of rotten flesh, of people that aren’t you
Feel the sting of the insta women,
The brain worms of the beatified
The men whose lives are asinine
If you didn’t laugh, you’d cry
I loathe this life
I am dead inside
Stab me in the spotlight, stab me in the front
It’s never just a bleeding heart, it’s willing punishment
Face me to the fourth wall, watch me spill my guts
Howl along the moon is full and no one’s screaming cut
Feel the sting of the insta women,
The brain worms of the beatified
The men whose lives are asinine
If you didn’t laugh, you’d cry
I loathe this life
I am dead inside
I loathe this life
I am dead inside
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Robert Smith Wishlist
04:27
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We listened to The Top for hours
You walking the tightrope and I was the body in the bed
Mirrored in your black eyes I saw the piggy dance
You’re a caterpillar fly away from me
I listened to Faith for a long time
The record needle scratched those songs deep down in me
I was listening for the Holy Hour
With my head sunk in The Funeral Party
The slicked back hair and my despair
Don’t match up with the love affair
You dreamed to have it drove you mad
Just lugging round my body bag
I play the songs like nothing’s wrong
And Robert Smith just sings along
To everything that I have lived
The hopelessness I left you with
There are sick sides to every lie I say
I play The Head on the Door when I start to love you again
I can feel the fear when I celebrate with my friends
In a dissonant harmony we can sing
Without you…
The slicked back hair and my despair
Don’t match up with the love affair
You dreamed to have it drove you mad
Just lugging round my body bag
I play the songs like nothing’s wrong
And Robert Smith just sings along
To everything that I have lived
The hopelessness I left you with
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Impact Play
04:18
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It’s just a little blood you said
So lick the droplets from my legs
Disengaging with the day
You say they call it impact play
The path to pleasure winds through pain
Down yellow bricks in ropes and chains
It’s never love it’s never sex
Disgust is a part of this
Slap back at the doomed days, I stare at your blue veins and everything melts away
Releasing the meaning from lightyears of feelings means more than the physical element
Queen of pain wear your crown
Dim the lights and crawl face down
Your body is a work of art
Forget my feelings hex this heart
Bruise like pixels in x-ray
Controlled breathing cabaret
It’s never love it’s never sex
Disgust is a part of this
Slap back at the doomed days, I stare at your blue veins and everything melts away
Releasing the meaning from lightyears of feelings means more than the physical element
Love me and love me not
Love me and love me not
Slap back at the doomed days, I stare at your blue veins and everything melts away
Releasing the meaning from lightyears of feelings means more than the physical element
Love me and love me not
Love me and love me not
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A black spell cast on the bed sheets
A hex you project into me
It’s kitchen sink folklore
It’s British New Wave Gore
But this sound ain’t no séance, it’s a dirge
When I press my fingers to your strings it hurts
Your blue heart shines in the moon
I throw my rope around you
A shadow play of our nightmare
Two puppets dancing in despair
But this sound ain’t no séance, it’s a dirge
When I press my fingers to your strings it hurts
Grand Guignol picture show
The light accents all the lows
Yet still we dance along to the Magick Lantern Song
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