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Cursive( Cursive (band) )
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The Casualty
The night has fallen down the staircase And I, for one, have felt its bruises Equilbrium; inebriated Our social graces have been displaced
As we sink deeper into the drink The volume increases.... Night time resurrects fault lines Silent wars -- rumble somewhere below The surfaces verses... The surfaces verses... The shoe is dropped, lungs explode Shards of words of a shattered voice And there's still a hole where the phone was thrown
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah... Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah...
The moon is rising, a revolution I close my eyes and the room is spinning Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com You're screaming:
'Sweetie, the moon has raped me -- It has left its seeds like a tomb inside me So I must learn to abort these feelings This romance is bleeding...'
Night time triggers the land mines Bedroom wounds -- lovers like brigadiers Marching two by two... Marching two by two... A soldier's down Flood gates burst I've said some things I wish you'd never heard Like, 'There's still a hole where the phone was thrown.' It's growing as we speak And it's sucking us both in A vacuum of sorrow to swallow up the day
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