Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ambitions Are , by - The Golden Palominos. Song from the album Dead Inside, in the genre Иностранный рокRelease date: 31.07.2002
Record label: RESTLESS
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ambitions Are , by - The Golden Palominos. Song from the album Dead Inside, in the genre Иностранный рокAmbitions Are |
| You don’t trade money here |
| You trade information |
| And skin |
| Right now there are thousands of forgotten people |
| Trying to remember you |
| Children are killed because they write an enemy’s name backwards on the wall |
| Young girls tie ribbons around their slender throats trying to keep their heads |
| on |
| Chocolate boy walks to ice cream truck for vanilla cone is shot dead three times |
| This city kills its young |
| The angels all have guns now |
| The angels aren’t anyone you’d want to pray to |
| No-one here has goals like: |
| Get a job, get married, have kids |
| The ambitions are |
| Wake up breathe keep breathing |
| No desire to get rich |
| Become famous |
| Move out |
| The ambitions are |
| Wake up breathe |
| Keep breathing |
| Every woman who walks by is every woman you’ll never have |
| Beautiful, quick and poisonous as mercury |
| The city is full of women slim and busy |
| Hoping there is room in some man’s life |
| For them |
| Women sort through the dead bodies like bags of laundry with exhausted mama eye |
| Sigh because they are too dry for tears |
| People huddle in kitchens, clasp their hands, celebrating |
| Something has tried to kill them and failed |
| Nightclub men twitch too subdued to recognize apocalypse |
| The ambitions are |
| Wake up breathe keep breathing |
| The ambitions are |
| Wake up breathe keep breathing |
| You’ve driven these streets a thousand times and all they offer is their |
| exhaustion |
| Your nightmares have your name now |
| You exit the glitter storm, go home alone and embrace the violence instead |
| The city has claimed all your blood and memory this is cool and unusual |
| punishment |
| You go for years without touching another |
| Never think of the 'why?' |
| You are so casual about brutality |
| Doctor says: take this, it’ll settle you down |
| Doctor says: take this, it’ll settle your system |
| Doctor says: take this, it’ll we’ll settle the bill |
| Doctor says: take this, it’ll settle the score |
| The ambitions are |
| Wake up breathe keep breathing |
| The ambitions are |
| Wake up breathe keep breathing |
| There’s a voice on the loudspeaker and she speaks your language |
| Doesn’t need to stay |
| It can disappear when the wife walks in |
| Here comes the interrogation room scene |
| Today is the day you’re gonna get caught |
| You’re terrified of what you crave |
| Don’t get delighted |
| They want you scared |
| The sweet things don’t stick around but the bullshit lasts forever |
| Please press pound |
| You’re dual-channeling for new friends or just new things to envy |
| Who’s running the machine you run on? |
| Wish you had someone to speak code with |
| Wish you had someone to steal things for |
| Wish you had someone to fuck you so you could finally go to sleep |
| You just want to die |
| A little bit |
| Ink and paint is making you faint in your pale pale shirt stolen from uptown |
| stores |
| Watch the girls in the twin sweater sets smoke, cough, throw up |
| Teeth-scraped knuckles are a tell-tale sign |
| Get in the car |
| Get in the car |
| Get in the car and what you hear is a sound of impact |
| Turn around slowly and check your body for bruises |
| There is no-one here to take care of you |
| Open-mouthed, waiting for a candy kiss and all you get is rain communion |
| Between lap dances and laptops you see girls who fuck like they’re boneless |
| You’re thirty eight and your job is telling fourteen year old boys what to |
| think is cool |
| Are you laughing? |
| They are |
| And this one is a fire |
| And that one is a flame |
| And this one is a spark |
| And that one is a match you put out in your mouth when no-one was looking |
| And in your dreams your grandparents live forever |
| And you throw your love into the air like glitter swallowing stars, |
| spitting up stardust |
| The ambitions are |
| Wake up breathe keep breathing |
| The ambitions are |
| Wake up breathe keep breathing |
| Mothers wring their hands and say: I’m so at a loss |
| Best friend says: I’ve come not to praise you, but to destroy with my bare |
| fucking hands |
| Girl on the television says: you all work for me now |
| Boss says: come here, let me hit you just once |
| Man on the street says: I can make any woman kill herself in a year |
| So you drive your dead body home at night |
| And when you sleep the angels kisses are mercury |
| Mercury |
| Breaking love into lust |
| Grinding pearls into dust |
| Breaking love into lust |
| Grinding pearls into dust |
| Breaking love into lust |
| Grinding pearls into dust |
| The ambitions are |
| Wake up breathe keep breathing |
| The ambitions are |
| Wake up breathe |
| Keep breathing |
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