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Hexed
04:56
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I, I can hear your heartbeat
As you, you walked up and down my street
I, I can see your silhouette dance
And I feel, i feel it all slipping through my hands
Like sand
It ran
And ran and ran
I was hexed
And I got
Hounded around
Like a fool
Town to town
Asking if you've been around
I, I still hear the old songs
The last, last prayers pressed through your lungs
And I, I can see your silhouette dance
And I feel, I feel it all slipping through my hands
Like sand
It ran
And ran and ran
I was hexed
And I got
Hounded around
Like a fool
Town to town
Asking if you've been around
I, I still hear your breath, cold
As you, you shiver on the asphalt
And I, I can see your silhouette dance,
And I feel, feel it als slipping through my hands
Like sand
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Seasons in Hell
04:57
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Don't, linger too long
On sad old songs
Don't muse, don't détour
Your chagrin d'amour
Don't dwell
Endlessly through seasons in hell
There's nothing there at all
But static – a-pathetic
Cold mechanics
Pressing on you
There's nothing there at all
But winds and shadows
Poisonous meadows
Dragging at you
Don't, linger too long
On sad old songs
Don't muse, don't détour
Your chagrin d'amour
Don't dwell
Endlessly through seasons in hell
Seasons in hell
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The Moon Arnhem, Netherlands
Dutch 80's post-punk/new-wave fourpiece with heavy goth, mod & garage influences.
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