
Date of issue: 28.06.1998
Record label: Manufactured
Song language: English
Leech |
Flower of your face |
I broken simple sentence |
I don’t speak |
Bleed my plastic pen |
With all this empty anger |
That’s eating |
Fumble for my faith |
I’ve lost in chapel sorrows |
I don’t seek |
Sudden sins apply |
They only suck the silence |
From in me |
Ooh, ah ah |
He caresses this out of me |
Without ever knowing |
I’ve got gods in my head that bleed |
With the sound of your sigh |
I’m left leeching this life |
For the power to be |
Imperfectly clean |
Saved they often say |
From what I’ve always wondered |
And I’m waiting |
Cut the canon clean |
With all the thoughts I’m thinking |
And feeling |
Ooh, ah ah |
He caresses this out of me |
Without ever knowing it |
I’ve got gods in my head that bleed |
With the sound of your sigh |
I’m left leeching this life |
For the power to be |
Imperfectly clean |
Ooh, ah ah |
He caresses this out of me |
Without ever knowing |
I’ve got gods in my head that bleed |
With the sound of your sigh |
I’ve left leeching this life |
For the power to be |
Imperfectly clean |
Name | Year |
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Always April | 1998 |
Dozen | 1998 |
Slowbleed | 1998 |
Calendar | 1998 |
Raindrop | 1998 |
Torn | 1998 |
Melt | 1998 |
Wishes | 1998 |
Chalkboard James | 1998 |
Jetpacks for Julian | 1998 |
Sunshy | 1998 |
Chime | 1998 |
Sounds Like Suzie | 1998 |