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Dealer

Chillout Moods [Box Set]专辑

  • The windows are ringing
    shaking Night-nites for angels
    rattling throats up and down on a beam.
    Cooling the hearts
    cooling the plasma
    keeping ice junkies packed hard on a seam
    The other side of a prowler
    the dead still search the living.
    At least there we did not not fail.
    Coming to in the overcast
    tracks are still flowing.
    At least there he does not wail.
    Psalms of your hands
    sung into the lateness
    move a circuit on the white
    and he can't feel a thing.
    Gone always alone to all you are never
    he climbs into your mouth
    when the windows ring.
    The windows are ringing
    shaking dead men for angels
    Hissing brains boiling up
    press't to the bone
    uncoils the wire whole night long
    bumping out thru the eye in knots.
    Sweet hot numbers
    sweet hots
    bumping out thru the eye
    on a wire of knots.
    Sweet hot numbers
    sweet hots
    bumping out thru the eye
    on a wire of knots.
    Psalms of your hands
    sung into the lateness
    move a circuit on the white
    and he can't feel a thing.
    Gone always alone to all you are never
    he climbs into your mouth
    when the windows ring.
  • The windows are ringing
    shaking Night-nites for angels
    rattling throats up and down on a beam.
    Cooling the hearts
    cooling the plasma
    keeping ice junkies packed hard on a seam
    The other side of a prowler
    the dead still search the living.
    At least there we did not not fail.
    Coming to in the overcast
    tracks are still flowing.
    At least there he does not wail.
    Psalms of your hands
    sung into the lateness
    move a circuit on the white
    and he can't feel a thing.
    Gone always alone to all you are never
    he climbs into your mouth
    when the windows ring.
    The windows are ringing
    shaking dead men for angels
    Hissing brains boiling up
    press't to the bone
    uncoils the wire whole night long
    bumping out thru the eye in knots.
    Sweet hot numbers
    sweet hots
    bumping out thru the eye
    on a wire of knots.
    Sweet hot numbers
    sweet hots
    bumping out thru the eye
    on a wire of knots.
    Psalms of your hands
    sung into the lateness
    move a circuit on the white
    and he can't feel a thing.
    Gone always alone to all you are never
    he climbs into your mouth
    when the windows ring.

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