Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Renaissance , by - Sycamour. Song from the album Obscure: La Deuxième, in the genre АльтернативаRelease date: 07.04.2014
Record label: Hopeless
Song language: English
Renaissance |
| I’ve heard it all before |
| All the sob stories |
| Start with you gotta get out, end with you didn’t want in |
| I’ve heard it all before |
| «A professional lover» |
| It’s more than most can speak for |
| Paint me a picture with your waist now, honey; |
| Whoa-oh, and come over |
| Dilapidated veneer; |
| Champagne on your snakeskin lips |
| Like we were celebrating the death of your innocence |
| God Damn. |
| Lap dances to funeral hymns |
| To pay him, cause you don’t want nothing to do with them |
| Life drained from this house just like a virgin crime |
| Paint me a picture with your waist now, honey; |
| Whoa-oh, and come over |
| Hey, I think you’re afraid |
| Don’t pray for us |
| You can’t save us; |
| We never asked you to |
| You can’t save us; |
| Living with nothing to lose |
| I know you. |
| I know you, soul |
| I’ve read those lines before |
| I’ve played that song; |
| On the radio, in the obituaries |
| I’ve held that shovel before. |
| (Yeah) |
| Mine was made to bury; |
| Dark things. |
| Dark Places; |
| Cold nights. |
| Lives wasted away in the light |
| You’re so much better in the night; |
| When you’re faceless |
| I’m faithless |