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Les Fun​é​railles (Prologue)

from 💜 by Left At London

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lyrics

My apologies to the mourning hosts
I cannot bear to see their daughters ghost
I saw it stand beside me last week
My apologies, hope you get this soon
Gary Numan is locked inside my room

Cuz outdoors is horrid
& TV is boring
& these walls remind me of you

I wanna deserve you
I wanna preserve you at no cost but
I might as well kill you
You might as well already be lost inside my
Unresponsive head
The day you're born again's when I expire

I don't wanna be happy anymore
Anecdotal emotions for this war
It didn't stop your knife from bleeding
My apologies, no way to behave
Being bitter will not make you be saved

Cuz I am abhorrent
Cuz you remain dormant
Cuz I prob'ly messed up again

We coulda been worth it
I could've been list'ning to your plight &
We coulda been perfect
But your brand of perfect isn't quite as kind to
All of my regrets
The day you're born again's when I get tired

I've been thinking in copious amounts
I'm becoming you slowly without doubt
I might join you in heaven next year
Or I'd rather I wait till you arrive
If I die, then I'll make it out alive

Cuz Life is for losers and
Death is for strangers and
Scrapbooks for everyone else,

Oh, I know just how to love you
I will become an angel that can
Paint your grace from above you
I will buy all the frames, so you don't

Weaken down again
The day your born again's when I'm inspired

credits

from 💜, released June 18, 2018

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