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Sugar In The Sacrament Thursday

You followed footsteps in the dark You found your faith Left out behind your father’s car You said, “there’s no one watching over me, over you it’s always out of reach” I’m sick instead, write it

Sacrament Trenches

Sitting in front of the whole assembly I grow tired and sick As my lips touch the blood and my teeth the flesh I have lied again The lost abandoned I know, I know, the pain can make you patiently shut

The Sacrament Anorexia Nervosa

It is coming My last day Sinner and saint Innocent way I don't know why I don't know how Passion is gone The breath of life had a seizure Do you know the name of the redeemer?

Jelly Bounce Studio Thursday

Rainbow sweets in a tiny bag Shake it once and they all zigzag Squishy joy in red and green Taste of days I’ve never seen Pop it in, let it roll Every bite a sugar goal Jelly bounce, happy feet Dancing

Crunch Pop (Remix) Studio Thursday

Bit into a cookie, and the world went light Like sunshine poured into a bite Crumbs on my shirt, but who could care When sweetness dances in the air It’s a mood, it’s a smile Wrapped in sugar for a while

The Sacrament HIM

warmth you know our sacred dream won't fail the sanctuary tender and so frail the sacrament of love the sacrament of warmth is true the sacrament is you I hear you weep so far from here I taste

Sunburst Morning Studio Thursday

, heart skips fast Every second built to last Lemon skies and dancing breeze Hope is hiding in the trees Sunburst morning, sugar clear New day whispering, “Come near” I don’t need a reason why Just the

Whisker Way Studio Thursday

, heart skips fast Every second built to last Lemon skies and dancing breeze Hope is hiding in the trees Sunburst morning, sugar clear New day whispering, “Come near” I don’t need a reason why Just the

Sacrament of Wilderness nightwish

Sacrament of Wilderness Naked in midwinter magic Lies an angel in the snow The frozen figure crossed by tracks of wolves An encounter symbolic yet truthful With a hungry choir of wolves An agreement

Sacrament Of Wilderness Nightwish(나이트위시)

Sacrament Of Wilderness Naked in midwinter magic Lies an angel in the snow - The frozen ficure crossed by tracks of wolves An encounter, symbolic, yet truthfull With a hungry choir of woods An

Thursday Morphine

We used to meet every Thursday Thursday Thursday in the afternoon For a couple of beers and a game of pool We used to go to a motel a motel A motel across the street And the name of the motel was the Wagon

Thursday Life Of Agony

You look like a...a PIG walking in the street! Your hands, your face-filthy! You disgust me! I can't believe you live in this house! You repulse me. I want to throw up! (Phone rings) Goddamn kids!

Thursday Cosmicity

Conversation enters the shallow zone I feel so alone on this side of the Booth We both play stupid as our feet collide I watch her eyes for clues i always find Sometimes life calls for strange Solutions

Thursday The Futureheads

Can anybody do The curse removal Is anyone here Feeling helpful?

Thursday Asobi Seksu

On gentle ground I waited for you In drops of dew I wished that were you With heavy hands I reached out for you My skin soaking wet My eyes searched for you It seems you lost your way You\'ve

Thursday Plug In Stereo

You wore your heart on your sleeve like a tree where's the leaf Cause you cared too much about me We had it rough growing up but I had you and that was enough You were a single mom I bet that was tough

The Sacrament (Radio Edit) H.I.M.

warmth You know our sacred dream wont fail The sanctuary tender and so frail The sacrament of love The sacrament of warmth is true The sacrament is you I hear you weep so far from me I taste your

The Sacrament (Disrythm Remix) H.I.M.

and warmth You know our sacred dream won't fail The sanctury tender and so frail The sacrament of love The sacrament of warmth is true The sacrament is you to moonn6epnce from shootingstar I hear

Cotton Heart Studio Thursday

Woke up with you in my mind Smiled so wide, don’t know why Tossed my hair, a sugar breeze Like you stuck inside of me Skipping steps, feel the start You’re the fluff inside my heart Cotton heart, jump

In Transmission Thursday

This sunlight cutting through the open fields. Can't be communicated by radio waves. And through this flashlight keyhole memory. Receive a thousand signals and can't respond.

Paris In Flames Thursday

Now its time to wrap our fears in the night And on the first day we'll dress this city in flames After all the things you say You hate me for being this way Still you won't let go of old ideals

For the Workforce, Drowning Thursday

Falling from this hassle you fly still like parachutes windows go rushing by people inside dressed for the funeral in black and white these ties strangle our necks hanging in the closet found in the

Tomorrow I'll Be You Thursday

In the circuit The frequency's breaking up The speakers can barely move This is not a test Tune to the broadcast Witness the jetlag Look in the mirror Adjust the V-hold Shatter the lens Pull out

Asleep in the Chapel Thursday

Three chalk outlines sleep in the dirty street And in our beds, under the sheets They're the halo of guilt hanging around your neck Next to the rosary you count falling asleep And we're praying These

A Hole In The World Thursday

In this blackout, inertia will hold our thoughts... And the exit sign offers no light to see by. Can we cast our shadows alone in the dark? I can't see... without you.

Marches and Maneuvers Thursday

Blinds divide the sunlight into thin strips, the size of a blade, in this trench that we dig for ourselves, fourscore and fade. Glare with the enemy heat of the bodies in the bed.

Steps Ascending Thursday

Steps ascend to a loaded gun the scent of matches hangs in the air a lit one flickers out in a heartbeat we dont want to see this a flash of light thats letting go of an empty bullet case but by the

Understanding In A Car Crash Thursday

splintered piece of glass falls in the seat and gets caught broken windows, open locks: reminders of the youth we lost in trying so hard to look away from you we followed white lines into the sunset

Signals Over the Air Thursday

when you say my name, i want to split it from your lips and hide like whispers in the rain.

The Other Side Of The Crash/Over And Out Of (Control) Thursday

I will meet you there On the other side of the crash On the other side of the glass All our friends are falling out Can’t look us in the eye We’re there to hear that broken sound Happens when we’