Lyrics:
Romantics looking for a place to fit
Another morbid midnight
With you by my side
Playing on each others sympathies
Not much to say when you stare death
I'm too sensitive to what they say
Whatever happened to the romantic moment
Has it been replaced by a sensual movement
Have I got to live with these
shivering hands
I will find your romantic heart
And hold your freckled body in my arms
And make my vow
And make my vow
confused by my intuition
Put me in the battlefield with all the hopeless romantics
That only danger is an understatement coping with the funds I’m making
Wine and dine her in romantic fashion
Meet her parents and make a good impression
All her friends see me as the man of their dreams
What they don't
the way we miscreate
Imperfect dreams and broken hearts
A stale romantic morning
Under shadows in the sky
Counting raindrops through the window
Kill it all, kill the past, reunite for the final grasp of breath
A gun in the hand of loyalty, sound of the trigger
A child of betrayal
The temper
Good and ugly
We cough up love and we think that it's romantic
We hear, believe and we never question why
We chew on life without looking for
a stone
Quickfire, I have tried to settle down
But I am lifted by the sirens in my blood
And they are not done with their song
La, da-da
Putting hours in by the thousands
Like what is this, a joke?
They've got W1s and W9s and W6 and 4s
What the difference is, who knows?
We're exhausted
I'm a stupid
So stupid
And a hopeless
Romantic
I guess I'm damaged
But I'll manage
In my room all by myself
Being dramatic
Alright, I'm
quirk
My love is lurkin' the way a rapist would lurk
In a bush, or a car park in town
I bought you this necklace, it cost me 12 pounds
From Argos,
The lovely, romantic, señorita!
Pull up in the lead cuz I'm a big dog,
Late night checking for the missed calls,
Pinballing cities in the rental,
Hey hey
Yeah
It's Bennett
Let's get it
We could be riding around
Or be down in the sheets
You and me now
But we getting money
Grab my car hop in my
you want
Call me when you need
Call me in the morning, I'll be on the way
Call me when you want
Call me when you need
Call me out by your
I got
dog
Hit her from the back, fucking hit her with a bat
Born in the trap, bitch born in the trap
I'm a cynical romantic, sexual antics
Bend her backwards
the party end nah
El' romantic
Young so handsome
Live in a world so tragic
In a stone cold fashion
I'm slow dancing
And everything in between
Everything in
Written by Kevin Bacon
Strings written and arranged by Michael Bacon
"A guide book for the paranoid." KB
I'm in Paris, won't be here long
But after
Romantic and bleeding, aliens on the run
Tonight lets show the world...
And I can be your waste of time
I can sway you gently round
tonight it´s in the air
until
She falls in love, but she probably doesn't like me
Next time that I see her I hope she doesn't just walk by me
I don't know
I know that I'm not
Guggenheim
Lost in translate like konnichiwa
Cherry Bloss
She want the life like romantic com
Blase blah
Please do not stress the Dalai Lam
Thats kumbaya I'm
lying there
What is it I should do ?
Grass grows by the inch, dies by our feet
When go anywhere
Just go anywhere, I don’t care
Let’s just go, let’s go
your orders came by phone today I'm not alone
I heard you but what did you say?
So now you're talking to yourself
Do ya like it?
Well do you like it
I run right through it
You think I'm fresh, O well best you'll never get to hear
and I got money in a bank account also my dear
So I don't need you
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