Song | Comfort Comes |
Artist | Manic Street Preachers |
Album | Lipstick Traces (A Secret History of Manic Street Preachers) |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Need someone to nurse me | |
Reach out for the first person i see | |
Comforts the helpless sole vanity | |
Caressing the broken heart of me | |
The difference between love and comfort | |
Is that comfort's more reliable and true | |
Brutal and mocking but always there | |
A crutch for emnity's saddest glare | |
I wish that someone would hold me | |
Wrap their arms around a shrinking somebody | |
Comfort comes and ease me till the morning | |
Whispered words of sanctuary | |
The difference between love and comfort | |
Is that comfort's more reliable and true | |
Brutal and mocking but always there | |
A crutch for emnity's saddest glare | |
Forgetting how i hate self-pity blonde | |
Comfort comes and smooths her over | |
Calloused hands turn a beautiful dress | |
Handcuffs now her pearl bracelets |
Need someone to nurse me | |
Reach out for the first person i see | |
Comforts the helpless sole vanity | |
Caressing the broken heart of me | |
The difference between love and comfort | |
Is that comfort' s more reliable and true | |
Brutal and mocking but always there | |
A crutch for emnity' s saddest glare | |
I wish that someone would hold me | |
Wrap their arms around a shrinking somebody | |
Comfort comes and ease me till the morning | |
Whispered words of sanctuary | |
The difference between love and comfort | |
Is that comfort' s more reliable and true | |
Brutal and mocking but always there | |
A crutch for emnity' s saddest glare | |
Forgetting how i hate selfpity blonde | |
Comfort comes and smooths her over | |
Calloused hands turn a beautiful dress | |
Handcuffs now her pearl bracelets |
Need someone to nurse me | |
Reach out for the first person i see | |
Comforts the helpless sole vanity | |
Caressing the broken heart of me | |
The difference between love and comfort | |
Is that comfort' s more reliable and true | |
Brutal and mocking but always there | |
A crutch for emnity' s saddest glare | |
I wish that someone would hold me | |
Wrap their arms around a shrinking somebody | |
Comfort comes and ease me till the morning | |
Whispered words of sanctuary | |
The difference between love and comfort | |
Is that comfort' s more reliable and true | |
Brutal and mocking but always there | |
A crutch for emnity' s saddest glare | |
Forgetting how i hate selfpity blonde | |
Comfort comes and smooths her over | |
Calloused hands turn a beautiful dress | |
Handcuffs now her pearl bracelets |