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| Little scars (Yoghurt/Chielie) You left me little scars some pretty big ones too you turned me into jetsam it’s the kind of thing you do The flotsam that I am, though still sails, to happy shores and freeing what is in me is the cheerfullest of chores You scarred my heart, but it lives anew And you’re the hostage of the things that make you blue I fell from grace today you took my marbles, went to play but in this devil town I find the love from which you looked away You can’t be faithful if you don’t have faith the wraiths that haunt my castle share my laughter every day We raise the glass and make a pass at every lady passing we celebrate the life that somehow did escape the gassing, ha! And you can try to make your sorry life go by without a hitch, a single glitch to mar your painted, cloudless sky #fail is a tag on twitter made to mention you leave your dreams with the turds in the shitter check your deck at the table for two the food looks good but the inside’s rotten that’s the menu that spells you it’s almost a sad thing to see but prend ton argent, et signe ici You can’t be faithful if you don’t have faith the wraiths that haunt my castle share my laughter every day We raise the glass and make a pass at every lady passing we celebrate the life that somehow did escape the gassing, ha! And you can try to make your sorry life go by without a hitch, a single glitch to mar your painted, cloudless sky the life, the gassing the glass, the passing the glass, the passing the glass, the passing Now get the fuck lost Don’t mention the cost of living It’s not a thing to be measured if you don’t know giving. You don’t know giving, you just take the waves that break left in your wake the souls that fold out in the cold are freezing for your sin I’ll drop the bridge, invite them in Let’s light the fire The fire! Let feast begin. |