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About "The Sand At The Core Of Our Bones" album:
This page contains lyrics from the album "The Sand At The Core Of Our Bones" by Biffy Clyro, which was released in 2013 and consists of 9 songs.
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I never have fun but I wouldn't say no
I guess that's my prerogative
I never give up and I never look down
That would be the end of it
Look at me now screaming up and down
With huge degrees of lethargy
Some may say that I'm lying down
That don't mean a fuck to me
A Girl And His Cat
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Baby if you could would you go back to the start?
Take any fresh steps or watch it all fall apart, again
Play another song here then you can leave
With your delicate wings, I use to weave
Maybe there's an under-tow pier.
Or maybe this is stuck up in the air
I know how it looks but all that glitters ain't gold
You gave me magical
Biblical
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Drip, drip, drip
Drip, drip, drip
Drip, Drip, Drip
Drip, drip, drip
Drip, drip, drip
I shouldn’t laugh, but I know I’ a failure in your eyes
I know it's daft, but I guess I knew it deep inside
It feels like we’re ready to crack these days, you and I
When it’s just the two of us, only the two of us, I could die
Black Chandelier
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I'll turn your baby into lemonade
Suckle lemons and trade, trade, trade
Play along in your silver dress
We'll save souls and we'll break bread
All cow shit and angels too
Look around, it's the bestest view
Did you think before you spoke aloud?
Your fucking tongue, it will do you proud
Little Hospitals
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You are the loneliest person that I've ever known
We are joined at the surface but nowhere else
I look in the glass and stare at your, strained, grey, motionless face and ask
Underneath, is there a golden soul?
Take care of the ones that you love
Take care of the ones that you love
Baby, I'm leaving here
You need to be with somebody else
Opposite
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Ancient Rome
We built that fucker stone by stone
Our fingers bled, our feet were worn
But we stayed strong and carried on
Come on in
Do you want to touch my bulbous head?
With features wrapped and stretched to death
A tiny nose is all that's left
Sounds Like Balloons
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Baby come down to the bottom of the stairs
There's a reflection I want you to see
Our history of loneliness has
Defeated our devices
Lady come down, it's time to stop and stare
There's a successor I want you to meet
His misery and loneliness has
Exceeded expectations
But still we fall down
The Fog
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Tonight we're gonna share the same space
To see what will become of it
Forgive me if my mouth is dry
I'll blame it on my battle cry
The secrets in the snow
Will always come out in the thaw
All those terrible things
Can't you entertain us all?
The Thaw
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