Replaying song
This song is replaying non stop ever since that movie. Argh.
Night-time sharpens,heightens each sensation . . .Darkness stirs andwakes imagination . . .Silently the sensesabandon their defences . . .Slowly, gentlynight unfurls its splendour . . .Grasp it, sense it -tremulous and tender . . .Turn your face awayfrom the garish light of day,turn your thoughts awayfrom cold, unfeeling light -and listen tothe music of the night . . .Close your eyesand surrender to yourdarkest dreams!Purge your thoughtsof the lifeyou knew before!Close your eyes,let your spiritstart to soar!And you'll liveas you've neverlived before . . .Softly, deftly,music shall surround you . . .Feel it, hear it,closing in around you . . .Open up your mind,let your fantasies unwind,in this darkness whichyou know you cannot fight -the darkness ofthe music of the night . . .Let your mindstart a journey through astrange new world!Leave all thoughtsof the worldyou knew before!Let your soulTake you where youlong to be !Only thencan you belongto me . . .Floating, falling,sweet intoxication!Touch me, trust mesavour each sensation!Let the dream begin,let your darker side give into the power of the music that I write -the power of the music of the night . . .
And not to mention this song, which is the epitome of how i feel like now. Word for word, tune all same. Creep-Radiohead.
Creep
When you were here before,
couldn't look you in the eye.
You're just like an angel,
your skin makes me cry.
You float like a feather,
in a beautiful world
I wish I was special,
you're so fucking special.
But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo.
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here.
I don't care if it hurts,
I want to have control.
I want a perfect body,
I want a perfect soul.
I want you to notice,
when I'm not around.
You're so fucking special,
I wish I was special.
But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo.
What the hell am I doing here?.
I don't belong here
She's running out the door,
she's running, she run, run, run, run, run.
Whatever makes you happy,
whatever you want.
You're so fucking special,
I wish I was special,
But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo.
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here,
I don't belong here.
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