• arab strap ın last romance albumunden hoscana bir parca

    not everything must end
    not every romance must descend
    not every lover's pact decays
    not every sad mistake replays

    if you can love my growing gut
    my rotten teeth and greying hair
    then i can guarantee i'll do
    the same as long as you can bear
    if you love my little poofy hands
    my skinny arms and reeking feet
    the way i dance, the way i eat
    if you love the morning spots i try
    and squeeze before you're up to see
    each torn ankle, each weak knee

    but still my moods must swing
    to solitude i must still cling
    and you won't love me every day
    and suffer many a display

    but plates may smash and doors may slam
    my comments may be less than kind
    but that won't mean i've changed my mind
    i'm a huffy prick the best of times
    i love to sulf and shout and squeal
    but please don't doubt the way i feel
    cause when the sun burns up the earth
    our progeny will raise a can
    here's to where it all began
    and every day i hear the world
    is cracking up, the end is near
    i hear we all should live in fear

    bullies, burglers, paedophiles
    bird flu and passive smoke
    (they're coming!)
    volcanoes, earthquakes, tidal waves
    heart disease and strokes
    (they're coming!)
    terrorists with homemade bombs
    and factions everywhere
    (they're coming!)
    they're drinking in the street
    and they could steal your home
    and i don't care!
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