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Hotel Bar
Where, where do the morning wind which the day,
The day chases on its way, come from ?
Where do the specks of dust which burn our eyes,
Blur our sight and make us fall in love go to ?
Feathers in our hair and nothing in our hands
Sewing our eyelids shut so we can't see anything aymore
It's in my nature, it's in my blood
A poison, a violent mixture of my parents
[Chorus]
Is it my squeleton at the hotel bar?
Is it my make up-up, applied with a scalpel?
Are those my things, at the auction?
And this distress I pay such a high price for,
For how much do you love me, for how much do you leave me?
You hold me on a leash, you leave me quits
Where, where does my past love for you come from?
Where do hiccups come from? How does the rain fall?
How much, how much costs the bliss of a single night?
And how did we get here?
Who made the oceans and the burnt hearts?
The column and the shot never cease walking
Can everything decay, even the sweetest thing?
We're thrown either flowers or rocks
[Chorus]
Is it my squeleton at the hotel bar?
Is it my make-up, applied with a scalpel?
Is it my memory, at the auction?
And this distress I pay such a high price for,
For how much do you love me, for how much do you leave me?
You hold me on a leash
You leave me quits
It's only me, it's only me
An extinct species, an endangered species
It's only me, it's only me
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Pubblicato da 
crimson_antics 2012-12-25
crimson_antics 2012-12-25 Aggiunto su richiesta di 
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