Velvet Empire - 2 A.M.
The moon creeps, into my room.
The problem is, that baby it抯 not you.
Shadows fall, into my bed,
Wish it was, you instead.
How can I live?
How can I breathe?
When you torture m
The moon creeps, into my room.
The problem is, that baby it抯 not you.
Shadows fall, into my bed,
Wish it was, you instead.
How can I live?
How can I breathe?
When you torture m
Elvis Costello - Satellite
She looked like she learned to dance from a
series of still pictures
She's madly excited now, she throws her hands
up like a tulip
She looks like an illustration of a cocktail party
Where cartoon bubbles burst in the air,
champagne rolls off her tongue
Like a second language
And it should have been her biggest night
The satellite looks down on her as she begins
to cry
All over the world at the very same time people
sharing the same sorrow
As the satellite looks down her darkest hour is
somebody's bright tomorrow
He pulled on a cigarette, in the crook of his
first finger
Felt the static electric charge of her perfect
hour-glass figure
As he undressed her with his eyes her weakness
was his talent
How could she know as she stepped through
the lights, that her dress would become
transparent
And with his face pressed to the screen, he
muttered words he'd never dare to say if she
could see him
All over the world at the very same time
People sharing the same cheap sensation the
thrill of watching somebody watching those
forbidden things we never mention
The satellite looks down right now and forever
What it has pulled apart let no man tether his
own body to his dream,
His dream to someone else
Oh no, oh no.
She went back to a pitiful compromise
He'd go back to his family
But for the matter of a thousand miles that
separated them entirely
In the hot unloving spotlight, with secrets
it arouses
Now they both know what it's like inside a
pornographer's trousers
And in a funny way it's anonymous, the satellite
it blesses us and makes these dreams come
true... All over the world
The satellite looks down right now and forever
What it has pulled apart let no man tether his
own body to his dream,
His dream to someone else
Oh no, oh no.
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Do Or Die - 3 A.M., Featuring Johnny P.
Im'a pick you up at three, when you hear me blow my horn
bu bu bump bump bump
bu bu bump bump bump
bu bu bump bump bump
while we sip on hennesy hit this weed in the ?
could you come c
Im'a pick you up at three, when you hear me blow my horn
bu bu bump bump bump
bu bu bump bump bump
bu bu bump bump bump
while we sip on hennesy hit this weed in the ?
could you come c