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| Date Modified | 2006-12-31 | | Added By | david | | Song | Midnight | | Lyrics | Midnight beats on summer streets, newspaper racks, and magazines where sinners kiss their idols' feet and fuck their favorite porno queens
Beaten melodrama ranks up there with death, but I don't care because all that I can think about is me
Tonight ten million broken dreams will roll right over everything and nothing is quite what it seems tonight
And all your bloody simple lies can never hope to realize the truth that lies behind these eyes tonight
The truth is covered glittering with shards that are but broken glass
I feel as if my mind were going fast
I think perhaps before too long, perhaps before the day is done, I feel another ice age coming on
Tonight ten million broken dreams will roll right over everything and nothing is quite what it seems tonight
And all your bloody simple lies can never hope to realize the truth that lies behind these eyes tonight
And fuck your hopes to rectify, or even somewhat simplify, because no one here gets out alive tonight
Tonight ten million broken dreams will roll right over everything and nothing is quite what it seems tonight |
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