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When i finally get my own place
the walls will be white
when i finally get my own place
i will stay out every night
and it will be quiet

wheni finally get my own place
it ll do its best to please me
when i finally get my own place
it will have windows that will leak
a garden i won t weed, fish i won t feed

you don t need to be lonely
you don t need to be lost
you don t need to know what your living for you just knock on my door
when i...
when i..

when i finally get my own place
i ll fly into a rage
i ll knock myself out
and alter hours of whispering throught the keyhole
and i let myslef back into your arms

you don t need to be lonely
you don t need to be lost
you don; t need to know what your living for you just knock on my door

when i finally get my own place
however low i go
it won t say a word
let the floor come up to meet me
the walls collapse to keep me
its the only way

you don t need to be lonely
you don t need to be lost
you don t need to know what your living for...
you don t ned to be lonely
you don t need to be lost
you don t need to know what your living for,
you don t have to be sure
you just knock on my door
when i...
when i...

Hope is beauty
Personified
At her feet, the world,
Hypnotised

A million flashes,
A million smiles
And on the catwalk,
She flats in style

But in this heart of darkness
Our hope lies lost and torn
All fame...

Not from the stars do I my judgement pluck,
And yet methinks I have astronomy;
But not to tell of good or evil luck,
Of plagues, or dearths, or seasons quality;
Nor can I fortune to brief minutes tell,
Pointing to each his thunder, rain, and wind,
Or say with princess if it whall go...

Girls
(Wow, wow, wow
Wow, wow)
I like the girls
(Ay loco
Sing that one more time
Sound good cause)
Girls yeah
(Oh yeah, yeah)
I like the girls
(Give me a light
Loc a tell that girl...

I know you don t want to see. I know you re not part of me
But you wonder just the same. So I ll let you in on this game

What s on the top is just the beginning of the protectorate that keeps Gaia spinning
It never...

And the clock struck fifteen hours ago; it is shining
And the man who is wasting on the wall
Looks a lot like Jesus
And a little bit resembling
the man in the mirror in the hall

And I rose-trayed sailors
And you...