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Virgil’s Mania x Cure For Me Lyrics - (Sub Urban // Aurora)
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Virgil´s Mania x Cure for me // Lyrics
Lyrics:
Aurora:
the fuel on the fire
I know I created myself
I know I can't fight the sad days and bad nights
But I never asked for your help
I don't like the tension, the misapprehensions
About our nature in love
The glorious teachers are no use for creatures
Who knows how to play with the gods
You got nerves, but they never show
Unless they hurt, so you blamed it all
On my love, the moving
Heart I got
SubUrban:
I’m way too high for the heavens to claim
I cracked my crown but I’ll carry my reign
My, playground is my neighbor’s domain
yeah I’m way too high yeah I’m way too high oh
He makes me feel safe
Virgil is a boy with a big heart A very very big heart
I’m way too high for the cavalry trade
My thoughts this loud, sew the tapestry thin
My Christmas comes from the carol of men
I’m way too high yeah, I’m way too high
Oh
My world was a counterfeit (hoh)
My dead young lad was a man of ill wits
I’m carving all of the names on my list
I’m way too high, yeah I’m way too high
The messengers circling the chapel’s towers Hear the siren’s songs reeling me to shallow waters
Charlemagne
Oh Charlemagne
Artist - Sub Urban
Artist - Aurora
(No copyright infringement intended All rights to the original owners.)
Lyrics:
Aurora:
the fuel on the fire
I know I created myself
I know I can't fight the sad days and bad nights
But I never asked for your help
I don't like the tension, the misapprehensions
About our nature in love
The glorious teachers are no use for creatures
Who knows how to play with the gods
You got nerves, but they never show
Unless they hurt, so you blamed it all
On my love, the moving
Heart I got
SubUrban:
I’m way too high for the heavens to claim
I cracked my crown but I’ll carry my reign
My, playground is my neighbor’s domain
yeah I’m way too high yeah I’m way too high oh
He makes me feel safe
Virgil is a boy with a big heart A very very big heart
I’m way too high for the cavalry trade
My thoughts this loud, sew the tapestry thin
My Christmas comes from the carol of men
I’m way too high yeah, I’m way too high
Oh
My world was a counterfeit (hoh)
My dead young lad was a man of ill wits
I’m carving all of the names on my list
I’m way too high, yeah I’m way too high
The messengers circling the chapel’s towers Hear the siren’s songs reeling me to shallow waters
Charlemagne
Oh Charlemagne
Artist - Sub Urban
Artist - Aurora
(No copyright infringement intended All rights to the original owners.)
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