Song | Moving To Berlin |
Artist | The Cinematics |
Album | Love And Terror |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
We’ve got to get out of this place | |
The people here are tired and mean | |
I watched them slash the prophet’s face | |
With a shard from one of our broken dreams | |
They give us wine then they take it away | |
And their neon shrines burn night and day | |
What are we doing here | |
Where poets are hanged | |
And betrayed by a kiss? | |
She says “Stay here with me | |
You’re going to leave me lonely” | |
“Stay here with me | |
You’re going to leave me lonely” | |
"Stay here with me | |
You’re going to leave me lost and lonely” | |
What if I want to take you with me? | |
Far away from these scars and bars | |
From the hard faced women of this town | |
Who‘ll radiate themselves until they turn brown | |
They’ll live and die with little taste of freedom | |
In their pebbled dashed mausoleums | |
Our still born hopes are up in smoke | |
Just as they’ve been so many times before | |
I guess that we’d be fools to believe | |
That things could be any different this time | |
She says “Stay here with me | |
You’re going to leave me lonely” | |
“Stay here with me | |
You’re going to leave me lonely” | |
"Stay here with me | |
You’re going to leave me lost and lonely” |
We' ve got to get out of this place | |
The people here are tired and mean | |
I watched them slash the prophet' s face | |
With a shard from one of our broken dreams | |
They give us wine then they take it away | |
And their neon shrines burn night and day | |
What are we doing here | |
Where poets are hanged | |
And betrayed by a kiss? | |
She says " Stay here with me | |
You' re going to leave me lonely" | |
" Stay here with me | |
You' re going to leave me lonely" | |
" Stay here with me | |
You' re going to leave me lost and lonely" | |
What if I want to take you with me? | |
Far away from these scars and bars | |
From the hard faced women of this town | |
Who' ll radiate themselves until they turn brown | |
They' ll live and die with little taste of freedom | |
In their pebbled dashed mausoleums | |
Our still born hopes are up in smoke | |
Just as they' ve been so many times before | |
I guess that we' d be fools to believe | |
That things could be any different this time | |
She says " Stay here with me | |
You' re going to leave me lonely" | |
" Stay here with me | |
You' re going to leave me lonely" | |
" Stay here with me | |
You' re going to leave me lost and lonely" |
We' ve got to get out of this place | |
The people here are tired and mean | |
I watched them slash the prophet' s face | |
With a shard from one of our broken dreams | |
They give us wine then they take it away | |
And their neon shrines burn night and day | |
What are we doing here | |
Where poets are hanged | |
And betrayed by a kiss? | |
She says " Stay here with me | |
You' re going to leave me lonely" | |
" Stay here with me | |
You' re going to leave me lonely" | |
" Stay here with me | |
You' re going to leave me lost and lonely" | |
What if I want to take you with me? | |
Far away from these scars and bars | |
From the hard faced women of this town | |
Who' ll radiate themselves until they turn brown | |
They' ll live and die with little taste of freedom | |
In their pebbled dashed mausoleums | |
Our still born hopes are up in smoke | |
Just as they' ve been so many times before | |
I guess that we' d be fools to believe | |
That things could be any different this time | |
She says " Stay here with me | |
You' re going to leave me lonely" | |
" Stay here with me | |
You' re going to leave me lonely" | |
" Stay here with me | |
You' re going to leave me lost and lonely" |