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Can't beat the best ones
A little closer, maybe a bit too close
You function, you turn out
A flawless performance
Turn your camera away from me, woah
Spill your guts in 8mm, woah, hoah
Put your focus where your mouth is, woah
You're the only one who's fading here
Such holidays in the sun don't come without sacrifices
You know, it makes more sense
Such holidays in the sun don't come without sacrifices
You know, it makes more sense
I like the way you cry
Break my heart and break my hands and let me down
I want to snap your neck in two
And leave you for dead, you are so dead
Turn your camera away from me, woah
Spill your guts in 8mm, woah, hoah
Put your focus where your mouth is, woah
You're the only one who's fading here
Such holidays in the sun don't come without sacrifices
You know, it makes more sense
Such holidays in the sun don't come without sacrifices
You know, it makes more sense
On and on and on and on and on
On and on and on and on and on
On and on and on and on and on
On and on and on and on and on, go
- Album:
- Chapter and Verse
- Conduit
- Between Order and Model [Remastered]
- Miscellaneous
- The Young & Defenceless (EP)
- Your History Is Mine: 2002-2009
- Memory And Humanity
- Hours
- Casually Dressed And Deep In Conversation
- Seven Ways To Scream Your Name (EP)
- Welcome Home Armageddon
- Roses for the Dead (Live at Islington Academy)
- Streetcar (Live at Islington Academy)
- Walk Away
- Roses for the Dead / Kiss and Makeup
- Roses for the Dead / 10.45 Amsterdam Conversations
- Roses For The Dead
- History (Radio Version)
- History
- Rock Ballads