The Pale Suit Of Drunkness

The Pale Suit Of Drunkness lyrics

Year2001
GenreGotico
Duration3:55
Original languageEnglish
Views407
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Original lyrics

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Got that feeling of standing still The shudder of winters coming chill Got that distance in my eyes Frozen paintings of all my alibies And i've got the urge to leave this room But it has become my home In this dark and familiar gloom My features are turning to stone Slowly Holy Intoxicating love Takes hold of me While i survive another one Got those pale trousers warming my will They keep me from standing to still Got that pale jacket clinging to me I just know that i'll never be free And i've got the urge to undress myself But i dare not show my skin Cause this damp and familiar gloom Has become what i am within Slowly Holy Intoxicating love Takes hold of me While i survive another one