the hitman - sore lyrics
[verse 1]
traces of crime have brought into view, what a reasoning mind
of feigning and refuse
crumbs of a burnt bread, sparks on a sane head, i seek to refrain
i know that is vain
[pre*chorus]
oh, horse and horses have got my crutches
pr*cks and roses, do they remain
specters of time
[verse 2]
phrases of dime that ran out of uses like merry*go*round
broken all the fuses
pennies and bread grain have furnished a fine bed, the fear of a king
is a leer on his queen
[pre*chorus]
oh, secret jiving pastimes, a night on anciеnt sonnets
that ludwig van’s delight
spectеrs of time
[chorus]
time, we fill out your beauty
and in fire, the promise of history
you just shine on the k!llers of your mind
[instrumental]
[verse 3]
sat*rday evening had me out on the paint, a bribe of my sins
said we all go screaming
[pre*chorus]
oh, moonlight crooning, shadows in search of
nature’s own philosophy
we collide
[chorus]
time, we fill out your beauty
and in fire, the promise of history
you just shine on the k!llers of your mind
it’s nothing to you
[outro]
da da da da da, da, da
da da da da da, da, da
da da da da da, da, da
ooooooh
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