| White Lies – Holy Ghost Lyrics | 15 years ago |
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Taken from the lyrics booklet (minor corrections): You were writhing on the floor Like a moth in molasses Who ever taught you to move your body like that? Goose pimpled, yelled Spanish Like some out of date acid Who ever taught you to scream like that? Maybe someday I could move like you But I'm not looking for a holy ghost. Maybe someday I can scream like you But I'm not looking for a holy ghost. You were crying on the shoulders Of the men in the shadows Who ever taught you to sell your sex like that? I'm thinking through halos In a stained glass window "Jesus, strangers are as strange as that" Maybe someday I could move like you But I'm not looking for a holy ghost. Maybe someday I can scream like you But I'm not looking for a holy ghost |
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| White Lies – Bad Love Lyrics | 15 years ago |
| Minor corrections, taken from the lyrics booklet, btw. | |
| White Lies – Bad Love Lyrics | 15 years ago |
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I was waiting in the back seat of the car When I knew I'd given up Down one of the back streets by the park So sick of the taste of blood I'm gonna write your girl a letter It'll make everything better Screaming down the phone line to your mum She said, "Honey ain't home right now" I bought a tuxedo and I bought a gun And wore them all around this town. Nobody dares to lift a finger They can see my heart is down and injured If I'm guilty of anything It's loving you too much Honey, sometimes love Means getting a little bit rough This is not bad love This is not bad love I've been going to church But I don't believe I'll ever be clear this pain Walk like a ghost through these streets Soaked from the pouring rain And I won't ask your god for mercy My spirit's low, my soul is dirty If I'm guilty of anything It's loving you too much Honey, sometimes love Means getting a little rough This is not bad love This is not bad love |
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