Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bulimic Beats, artist - Catatonia. Album song Equally Cursed And Blessed, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 01.02.1998
Record label: Warner Music UK
Song language: English
Bulimic Beats |
I thought we’d escape |
I packed a fishing line and counted on it |
I thought we’d escape |
I packed a fishing line and counted on it |
But dreaming is for moonrise |
And moonlight ails these tired eyes |
I treat him like a lady |
I treat him as I would he unto me |
Give Rose rose-seller a run for her money |
With silicone and poetry |
But it’s the end of me |
I thought it could change |
I’d wake up one morning and find nothing to rearrange |
I couldn’t get there |
Behind his wall of Sunday papers |
I thought it could change |
I’d wake up one morning and find nothing to rearrange |
But dreaming is for moonrise |
And moonlight ails these tired eyes |
I treat him like a lady |
I treat him as I would he unto me |
Give Rose rose-seller a run for her money |
With silicone and poetry |
And it’s the end of me |
Here I am |
Here I am |
And here I stand |
Here in my kitchen where I’m familiar with every brand |
Here I am |
A front line with labels where I witness custards last stand |
Here I am |