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Artist/Band:
The Cure
Lyrics for Song: One Hundred Years [demo]
Lyrics for Album: Pornography (Deluxe Re-Issue Disc 2) [2005]
Doesn't matter if we all die
Ambition in the back of a black car
In a high building there is so much to do
Going home time, a story on the radio
Something small falls out of your mouth
And we laugh
A prayer for something better
Prayer for something better
Please love me
Meet my mother
But the fear takes hold
Creeping up the stairs in the dark
Waiting for the death blow
Waiting for the death blow
Stroking your hair as the patriots are shot
Fighting for freedom on the television
Sharing the world with slaughtered pigs
Have we got everything?
She struggles to get away
Pain and the creeping feeling
Little black-haired girl
Waiting for Saturday
The death of her father pushing her
Pushing her white face into the mirror
Aching inside me turn me around
Just like the old days
Just like the old days
Just like the old days
Just like the old days
Caressing the old man
And painting the lifeless face
Just a piece of new meat
In a clean room
The soldiers close in
Under a yellow moon
All shadows and deliverance
Under a black flag
A hundred years of blood
Crimson
The ribbon tightens round my throat
I open my mouth and my head bursts open
Sound like the tiger
Thrashing in the water
Thrashing in the water
Over and over we die
One after the other
Over and over we die
One after the other
One after the other
One after the other
One after the other
One after the other
It seems like a hundred years
A hundred years
A hundred years
A hundred years
A hundred years
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| Album Lyrics: Pornography (Deluxe Re-Issue Disc 2) [2005] |
The Cure
"Pornography (Deluxe Re-Issue Disc 2) [2005]"
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