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I Really want you
I Really want you
Many prophets preach on bended knees
Many clerics wasted wine,
Do the bloody sheets and
Those troubled streets
Mean?
I have wasted time,
Are there silver shores on paradise?
Can i come in from the cold?
I killed a man in a far away land
My enemy untold
I Really want you to really want me
But i really don't know
If you can do that
(Really want you)
I know you want to know what's right
But i know so hard for
You to do that (really
Want you)
Time's running out as it often does
And often dictates that
You can't do that (really
Want you)
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Black Star Lyrics
Artist(Band):Radiohead
I get home from work and you're still standing in your dressing gown
Well what am I to do?
I know all the things around your head and what they did to you
What are we coming to?
What are we gonna do?
Blame it on the black star
Blame it on the falling sky
Blame it on the satellite that [beams(maybe "brings")] me home
The troubled words of a troubled mind I try to understand what is eating you
I try to stay awake but it`s 58 hours since that I last slept with you
What are we coming to?
what are we gonna do?
Blame it on the black star
Blame it on the falling sky
Blame it on the satellite that beams me home
I get on the train and I just stand about now that I don't think of you
I keep falling over I keep crushing out
When I see a face like you
What am I coming to?
I just don't know anymore
I Blame it on the black star
I Blame it on the falling sky
I Blame it on the satellite that beams me home
Tonight, this is killing me
Tonight, this is killing me