Curve - No escape from heaven Cocteau Twins - Seekers Who Are Lovers

 

• No Escape From Heaven 
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• I can see through your eyes
• to the back of your mind
• All you've said is fiction
• the blind leading the blind
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I'd like to take your clothes off
• and play for a while
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• 
Now hold my hand in summertime
• we'll walk for miles and you'd be mine

• Hold my hand in summertime
• and you are mine


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• There's no escape from heaven

• Try as you might

• There's no escape from heaven


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• Lie on the floor
• don't open your eyes
• 
Just listen to the sweetness
• of this lullaby
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• 
Break my heart in anger
• hit me in love

• Push me into danger
• give me a shove
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• 
Now hold my hand in summertime,
• we'll walk for miles and you'd be mine

• Hold my hand in summertime
• you are mine


•  
• There's no escape from heaven
• 
Try as you might

• There's no escape from heaven
•  
• 
There's no escape from heaven
• 
Try as you might

• There's no escape from heaven
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• Woman in love
• woman in love
• woman in love
• woman in love
• woman in love
• ...
• 
Hold my hand in summertime

• Oh, just hold my hand in the summertime
• Hold me
• hold me
• hold me like you used to
• Just hold me,
• hold me,
• hold me like you used to
• Hold me
• woman in love
• like you used to
• woman in love
• Hold me
• woman in love
• like you used to
• woman in love

 

 Seekers Who Are Lovers

Brush by gracefully
A love as big as a risk
It fills you up
And you can't look down

The breath of god in my mouth
A love you can taste
God get some paste
He and I, breath to breath

Clothed in saliva
Healing thru your arm
I cant stop humbling foreigners

I forgot the use
My head fell out of sky
And crashed into my bones
Jesus God
Valentine

Love
On the tip of it
The old rivers lack of others sweet scents
So seek
You are a woman just as you are a man

Creeping hungers
Is a magic love like
Like flights, clouded peak
I was choking on the blood
Whose camouflages lack of soul
Whose misty fire, muses soul
whoa

Kneeling by the harm
Which is promising away
His poor essence
under the truth

modern heart polish itself
I slid my heels but slowly ran
So send Lucifer into I, I  

Love
On the tip of it
You open us like a woman split sex
So see
You are a woman just as you are a man

Love
On the tip of it
you open us like a woman’s sweet scent
so see
You are a woman just as you are a man

Love
on the tip of it
You open us like a woman’s sweet sex
So see
You are a woman just as you are a man