Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song And If You Forget, artist - Christ vs. Warhol. Album song Dissent, in the genre Альтернатива
Date of issue: 07.06.2010
Record label: Danse Macabre
Song language: English
And If You Forget |
I curled against your ribcage when you were half-mad from wine |
The intensity in our faces, nagging at my soul |
And tomorrow when we’re paying off, the credits of tonight |
Tomorrow when our bodies count out tolls |
I know you’re killing time by miming a slow suicide, |
You’re more like me than you could know |
I know that my ideals are projected upon your flushed and shattered flesh |
Like a tragic ending, |
a tragic ending… |
Et si je regrette les choses que j’ai dites ce soir… |
Et si j’oublie, personne ne me reppellera |
I know you’re killing time by feigning little suicides |
Because we find escape is the only art form our hands make |
I know that my ideals are projected upon your flushed and shattered flesh |
I love tragic endings… |
Et si je regrette les choses que j’ai dites ce soir… |
Et si j’oublie, personne ne me rappellera |
Shake it off, shake if off |
Order another round |
Shake it off, shake it off |
If your sorrows could drown |
Shake it off, shake it off |
Order another round |
Shake it off, shake it off |
Toss it down |
Alienation breeds isolation |
Mortality is in fashion |
With our crowd, with our crowd |
Destroying our bodies to feel alive |
Oblivion crown for the weary mind |
Tomorrow, on the mend… |
We start all over again |
And now you’re killing time just watching months and years drift by |
You were the finest once, the darling of the city |
Now the sorrows swarm like flies, the girls all divert their eyes |
You’ve earned their pity, seeking their idolatry |
Et si je regrette les choses que j’ai dites ce soir… |
Et si j’oublie, personne ne me rappellera |
Shake it off, shake if off |
Order another round |
Shake it off, shake it off |
If your sorrows could drown |
Shake it off, shake it off |
Order another round |
Shake it off, shake it off |
Toss it down |
Et si je regrette les choses que j’ai dites ce soir… |
Et si j’oublie, personne ne me rappellera |
I watched the way we talk in the window of the brasserie |
Even in your drunken slur you utter such sweet poetry |
I love tragic endings… |