| Song | Magic Doors - Single Version |
| Artist | Portishead |
| Album | Magic Doors |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I can't deny what I've become | |
| I'm just emotionally undone | |
| I can't deny I can with someone else | |
| When I have tried to find the words | |
| To describe this sense absurd | |
| Try to resist my thoughts but I can't lie | |
| All the muse in myself | |
| My desire I can't hide | |
| No reason I thought | |
| I can't divide they'll hide from me | |
| I don't know who I'm meant to be | |
| I geuss it's just the person that I am | |
| Often I've felt that I don't wade | |
| Into the gift of my mistake | |
| Again, again I'm wrong, and I confess | |
| All the muse in myself | |
| My desire I can't hide | |
| No reason I thought | |
| All the muse in myself | |
| My desire I can't hide | |
| No reason I thought |
| I can' t deny what I' ve become | |
| I' m just emotionally undone | |
| I can' t deny I can with someone else | |
| When I have tried to find the words | |
| To describe this sense absurd | |
| Try to resist my thoughts but I can' t lie | |
| All the muse in myself | |
| My desire I can' t hide | |
| No reason I thought | |
| I can' t divide they' ll hide from me | |
| I don' t know who I' m meant to be | |
| I geuss it' s just the person that I am | |
| Often I' ve felt that I don' t wade | |
| Into the gift of my mistake | |
| Again, again I' m wrong, and I confess | |
| All the muse in myself | |
| My desire I can' t hide | |
| No reason I thought | |
| All the muse in myself | |
| My desire I can' t hide | |
| No reason I thought |
| I can' t deny what I' ve become | |
| I' m just emotionally undone | |
| I can' t deny I can with someone else | |
| When I have tried to find the words | |
| To describe this sense absurd | |
| Try to resist my thoughts but I can' t lie | |
| All the muse in myself | |
| My desire I can' t hide | |
| No reason I thought | |
| I can' t divide they' ll hide from me | |
| I don' t know who I' m meant to be | |
| I geuss it' s just the person that I am | |
| Often I' ve felt that I don' t wade | |
| Into the gift of my mistake | |
| Again, again I' m wrong, and I confess | |
| All the muse in myself | |
| My desire I can' t hide | |
| No reason I thought | |
| All the muse in myself | |
| My desire I can' t hide | |
| No reason I thought |