воскресенье, 18 декабря 2011
ТекстOld yellow bricks,
Love's a risk,
Quite the little
Escapologist
Looked so miffed,
When you wished,
For a thousand places better than this,
You are the fugitive,
But you don't know what you're running from,
You cant kid us,
And you couldn't trick anyone,
Houdini,
Love, you don't know what you're running away from,
Who wants to sleep in the city that never wakes up?
Blinded by nostalgia,
Who wants to sleep in the city that never wakes up?
She wasn't raised by the way,
That the emperor put traps in the cage,
And the days she being dull,
Lead to nights reading beer bottles,
You're such a fugitive,
But you don't know what you're running from,
You cant kid us,
And you couldn't trick anyone,
Houdini,
Love you don't know what you're running away from,
Who wants to sleep in the city that never wakes up?
Blinded by nostalgia,
Who wants to sleep in a city that never wakes up?
You're at a loss,
Just because,
It wasn't all that you thought it was,
You are a fugitive
But you don't know what you're running away from,
She said I want to sleep in the city that never wakes up,
And revel in nostalgia,
I know I said he wants to sleep in the city that never wakes up but,
Dorothy was right though
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