Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song My Manic And I, artist - Laura Marling. Album song My Manic And I, in the genre Иностранная авторская песня
Date of issue: 31.12.2006
Record label: Virgin
Song language: English
My Manic And I |
If he wants to die in a lake in Geneva |
The mountains can cover the shape of his nose |
If he wants to die where nobody can see him |
The beauty of his death will carry on So I don’t believe him |
He greets me with kisses when good days deceive him |
And sometimes it’s gone and sometimes I believe him |
And sometimes I’m convinced that my friends think I’m crazy |
I get scared and call him, but he’s usually hazy |
By 1 in the morning, the day is not ended |
By 2 he is scared that sleep is no friend |
By 4 he will drink but he cannot feel it Sleep will not come because sleep does not will it And I don’t believe him |
Morning is mocking me I wander the streets, avoiding them beats |
The ring on my finger slips to the ground |
I give to the gutter, give to the city |
The veins of which have broken me down |
And I don’t believe him |
Morning is mocking me The gods that he believes never fail to amaze me He believes in the love in his god of all things |
But I find him wrapped up in all manner of sins |
The drugs that deceive you and the girls that believe you |
I can’t control you, I don’t know you well |
These are the reasons I think that you’re I’ll |
I can’t control you, I don’t know you well |
These are the reasons I think that you’re I’ll |
And last that I saw him |
Last that we talked down by a river |
Silent and hardened |
Morning was mocking us, blood hit the sky |
I was just happy, my manic and I He couldn’t see me; |
the sun was in his eyes |
And birds were singing to calm us down |
And birds were singing to calm us down |
I’m sorry young man, I cannot be your friend. |
I don’t believe in a fairytale end |
I don’t keep my head up all of the time |
I’m find it dull when my heart meets my mind |
And I hardly know you, I think I can tell |
These are the reasons I think that I’m I’ll |
I hardly know you, I think I can tell |
These are the reasons I think that we’re I’ll |
And the gods that he believes never fail to disappoint me And the birds are singing to calm us down |
And the birds are singing to calm us down |