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A sort of love song
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Lyrics
The way you feel it’s so unreal
You make me want to take you home
I want to hold you in my arms
Until we both fall asleep and
Then we can cry in the dark
For all those lost years
We can make ourselves so wet
With all our tears
The way we wait till it’s too late
It’s so infuriating darling
I want to shake you till you see
What we could have in this world and
Then we can cry in the dark
For all those lost years
We can make ourselves so sick
With these unnatural fears
The way you feel it’s so unreal
You make me want to hurt you and
I want to crush you in my arms
Until you fall asleep for ever
Then I can cry in the dark
For all those lost years
I can make myself so ill
For years and years and years
And I will cry
Over you
And I will cry
Over you
And I will cry
Over you
And I will cry
Oh for the death of you
You make me want to take you home
I want to hold you in my arms
Until we both fall asleep and
Then we can cry in the dark
For all those lost years
We can make ourselves so wet
With all our tears
The way we wait till it’s too late
It’s so infuriating darling
I want to shake you till you see
What we could have in this world and
Then we can cry in the dark
For all those lost years
We can make ourselves so sick
With these unnatural fears
The way you feel it’s so unreal
You make me want to hurt you and
I want to crush you in my arms
Until you fall asleep for ever
Then I can cry in the dark
For all those lost years
I can make myself so ill
For years and years and years
And I will cry
Over you
And I will cry
Over you
And I will cry
Over you
And I will cry
Oh for the death of you











Emily Rohm
I like the lyrics. Especially "I want to crush you in my arms
until you fall asleep forever". Ahh... unhealthy obsessive
love.