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Lovely Psycho Lyrics
In the world the sun is coming up black cry, cry
Pain filled doves and beat up against my window, my head.
Blue and red, alive and dead. Keep the claws coiled and not understand the suffering.
Cradled in madness
Flirting with the dead
Hope and sadness
What is real and true
Bury me Sundays are red
They hurt me like the needles of rain
Bury me Sundays are red
They hurt me like the needles of rain
Are you coming, are you coming
Dawn from there I can dance on the night wind with my wings
With my wings
A thorn strokes me, a thorn chokes me nervously
Always a blood bath brooding 'neath my windows
Let me out my body is rain trickle through the cracks mournful terrain
Not too far from the pavement, the cold grey truth
Bury me Sundays are red
They hurt me like the needles of rain on my head
Bury me Sundays are red
They hurt me like the needles of rain
Sundays are red, Sundays are red
Sundays are red, somedays are dead
Take me from the mad red
Take me from the mad red, and give me a peaceful blue
I do not like living when there is no giving
It makes no sense
It makes no sense
Pain filled doves and beat up against my window, my head.
Blue and red, alive and dead. Keep the claws coiled and not understand the suffering.
Cradled in madness
Flirting with the dead
Hope and sadness
What is real and true
They hurt me like the needles of rain
Bury me Sundays are red
They hurt me like the needles of rain
Dawn from there I can dance on the night wind with my wings
With my wings
A thorn strokes me, a thorn chokes me nervously
Always a blood bath brooding 'neath my windows
Let me out my body is rain trickle through the cracks mournful terrain
Not too far from the pavement, the cold grey truth
They hurt me like the needles of rain on my head
Bury me Sundays are red
They hurt me like the needles of rain
Sundays are red, somedays are dead
Take me from the mad red
Take me from the mad red, and give me a peaceful blue
I do not like living when there is no giving
It makes no sense
It makes no sense
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This is the hardest song to sing EVER
"I do not like living when there is no giving" is a lyric I relate to a lot. Not with everything, but in some cases when you give to people & they don't give back. Or they make false promises.
I think it's a song about somebody who is fed up with living. A lot of the songs on The RC's HEA CD seem to be about that. "Acquiesce" can only be about one thing: suicide.
I love Kristy's singing on this song, but have to agree with bRoKeN-mInDeD. It is one tough song to sing. Kristy has such unique wording & pronounciation that it would be extremely tough for anyone to re-make one of her songs.