| I’m the intermittent headaches
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| I’m the dirt running deep beneath your fingernails that can’t be scrubbed
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| I’m the part you’ve kept hidden, I’m the stain on your name
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| I’m the opposite of conscience
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| I’m the needle in your side, I’m regret, I’m the dread, I’m the shame
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| I got tricked, made out to follow
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| Chest is empty, cold and hollow
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| All you look the same
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| Oh, collecting rain beneath your shoulders
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| Come be my blood, be my brother
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| Everyone knows you’re just like me
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| You’re deaf, that’s all
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| Caught you up in spotlight
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| Caught you lost and tongue tied
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| Now we know what you look like
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| Now we know your hands are crooked
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| Try to walk so upright
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| Oh, you’ve come to pick a fight?
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| Now we know what you look like
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| We know your facade is cracking
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| Burning eyes and mouths of splinters
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| Cast their stones and drown the sinners
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| All you look the same
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| We could all make such good friends
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| Yeah, we’re all just such elegant disasters
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| And though your heart never beat like mine
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| I can come and fill the gaps if you want me to
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| And we may never be as bright as them
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| But we’ll never have to sink the way they do
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| We’re no names
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| Somewhere out there things are in line
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| Somewhere out there we’re all just fine |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Elegant Disasters , by - Electric President. Song from the album The Violent Blue, in the genre Альтернатива