Friday, 21 November 2008
iamx will make you love again
In the grip of the winter came
Love and greed
Insane with faith I took the driving front seat
In the lowlife comfort of Berlin streets
The car from emptiness directed with my body heat
I was alone at the front line
The message I was told
Was the triumph and the joy of a lifetime
I just can't think of England
I can't see the picture
I'm still running from the fire the fire
I just can't think of England
I can't see the picture
I'm still running from the fire the fire
In the twilight hours of nervous rest
I bought the beast before believing the threat
In a foreign field I cut no regrets
The poison stories just repeat themselves
In a fucked up mess
I was alone for the first time
The message I was told
Was the triumph and the joy of a lifetime
I just can't think of England
I can't see the picture
I'm still running from the fire the fire
I just can't think of England
I can't see the picture
I'm still running from the fire the fire
I just can't think of England
Can't see the picture
Can't see the picture
Can't see the picture
IAMX - Think of England
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