My mortal Illness
No more common dress or elliptical caress,
Don't look into your eyes cause I'm desperately in love. In love.
When you walk in the room everything disappears.
When you walk in the room it's a terrible mess.
When you walk in the room I start to melt.
When you walk in the room I follow you round Like a dog,
I'm a dog, I'm a dog, I'm a lapdog.
I'm your lapdog.
From Thom Yorke's "Skip Divided".
Don't look into your eyes cause I'm desperately in love. In love.
When you walk in the room everything disappears.
When you walk in the room it's a terrible mess.
When you walk in the room I start to melt.
When you walk in the room I follow you round Like a dog,
I'm a dog, I'm a dog, I'm a lapdog.
I'm your lapdog.
From Thom Yorke's "Skip Divided".
posted by James at 1:51 p.m.
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Be your black swan, black swan
I'm for spare parts, broken up.
From Thom Yorke's "Black Swan"
Where are you?...
I miss you...
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