| Steven Wilson – A Western Home Lyrics | 14 years ago |
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i think the first parts of the song are With no eyes His/This skin is made of leather I know we Can make it work together I need to think I need to see reports Here's a guide I have to win the war now |
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| Steven Wilson – Puncture Wound Lyrics | 14 years ago |
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"Black like the outer eye Adrenaline by love" I think it's "Black, bloody outer/out her eye Adrenalized, by love" |
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| Porcupine Tree – Strip The Soul Lyrics | 14 years ago |
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i managed to get this out of it "yeah, yeah. we don't know what you're doing. we're worried about you. come on. well, you can't be that busy! come up and see this. we'll buy you a ticket. we wanna see you." |
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| Steven Wilson – No Twilight Within The Courts Of The Sun Lyrics | 14 years ago |
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This is how I hear the lyrics. I'm not sure how accurate I am, though. (First time I listened to Blackfield's Waving, I made many mistakes when trying to interpret the lyrics, aagh.) Drainin' the lake Find the owner of the voice Zippin' in the bag And drove off across the noise Examine the headlights His archives in their strands You're tellin' me something That puts the weakness in my hands I see, but I suppose I breathe, but I dispose OR I see what I suppose I breathe what I dispose Black wheels get yellow in the sand I steal every idea that I can Underwater, these shadows in the lake Turning the lights out, she throws aside grenades (?) In this collision, dying in a car/truck (?) There is corrosion, and some kids need to die (?) |
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