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lyrics

I live inside the piano, my once father dined with the king
And I dream of a perfect ending, the rooftops off Barcelona in the spring
I wrote you 1000 letters, but I don’t know where it is that you stay
I’m building sets and fitting costumes , I’m tirelessly trying to write you this play
It’s a tragedy, it will break your heart, I couldn’t bring myself to change the end
You can carve the finest ship from the strongest trees, but you still need the wind
It’s fucked up man, it shakes your soul , it’s these damn cigarettes and I can’t keep from getting old

I kept our secret, , I never would have told, I’ll wait for you where the ocean meets the sunset gold
And the moon, the silver, the howling, flashing lights, The bottles and the boardwalks, the roar of the bikes
I may not break out, I may not break loose, but I broke down when I heard the news
And storm came so suddenly, and yes I am lost, completely
If I dig deeper, through past core, I’m hoping I might come up right outside your door
It’s a long way to hell and back, what’s the difference a broken heart or a heart attack
It’s fucked up man, it shakes your soul , it’s these damn cigarettes and I can’t keep from getting old

I could give up this life of the troubadour, give up my post, lay down my sword
Take apart all these monuments I have built, inside the city walls, one stone at a time, a top the hill
But I’m afraid of what evils may come, along the watchtower someone has to carry the gun
It’s a long night, the dark clouds come rolling in, the perfume on her wrist, the hurricane winds
I’ve never felt despair worse than this, the words that come from haunted lips
What goes around comes around, the barrel of the gun and the clicking sound
its fucked up man, it shakes your soul ,its these damn cigarettes and I can’t keep from getting old

credits

from Chinadoll Chinatown, released February 2, 2013
written by Trey Yip

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