Terrible Parties Lyrics
| Song | Terrible Parties |
| Artist | Trance to the Sun |
| Album | Atrocious Virgin |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| The Violet stems of strangling premonitions | |
| You said something in your sleep and turned toward the wall | |
| A second skin of sweat in a thickening snowstorm of horrible words | |
| And I am sure they are not mine | |
| I'll take you to terrible parties where nothing but angst is served | |
| Exploding match head gossips | |
| You're not there when the smoke clears the room | |
| Suicide not written in lipstick | |
| Badly spelt apology | |
| You're singing songs to your vodka | |
| “There's no one but you and me” | |
| Above your head a girl on a tightwire is holding a parasol | |
| She dances in the gloom | |
| She's got a smile and no expectations | |
| And tricks up her skirt we're sure you'll adore…. | |
| Since when has there been a way out of the trap we set for you? | |
| And you thought that you knew us. |
| The Violet stems of strangling premonitions | |
| You said something in your sleep and turned toward the wall | |
| A second skin of sweat in a thickening snowstorm of horrible words | |
| And I am sure they are not mine | |
| I' ll take you to terrible parties where nothing but angst is served | |
| Exploding match head gossips | |
| You' re not there when the smoke clears the room | |
| Suicide not written in lipstick | |
| Badly spelt apology | |
| You' re singing songs to your vodka | |
| " There' s no one but you and me" | |
| Above your head a girl on a tightwire is holding a parasol | |
| She dances in the gloom | |
| She' s got a smile and no expectations | |
| And tricks up her skirt we' re sure you' ll adore. | |
| Since when has there been a way out of the trap we set for you? | |
| And you thought that you knew us. |
| The Violet stems of strangling premonitions | |
| You said something in your sleep and turned toward the wall | |
| A second skin of sweat in a thickening snowstorm of horrible words | |
| And I am sure they are not mine | |
| I' ll take you to terrible parties where nothing but angst is served | |
| Exploding match head gossips | |
| You' re not there when the smoke clears the room | |
| Suicide not written in lipstick | |
| Badly spelt apology | |
| You' re singing songs to your vodka | |
| " There' s no one but you and me" | |
| Above your head a girl on a tightwire is holding a parasol | |
| She dances in the gloom | |
| She' s got a smile and no expectations | |
| And tricks up her skirt we' re sure you' ll adore. | |
| Since when has there been a way out of the trap we set for you? | |
| And you thought that you knew us. |
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