Текст песни Killer's Lullaby (Nightmares On Wax Mix) - Faithless
I'm
sittin'
at
a
coffee
table,
unable
to
see
straight
Watchin'
parallel
lines
unwind
and
undulate
Behind
the
rain
streaked
windowpane,
the
scene's
bleak
Another
train
leavin'
home,
conceding
defeat
with
a
low
moan
Hangin'
in
a
sky,
made
of
stone
Everybody's
leavin'
home,
I
called
my
man
Jerome
To
come
meet
me
in
the
twilight
zone
Leave
your
mobile
phone
at
home
and
come
alone
I
bought
him
coffee
and
a
snack,
settled
back,
started
speakin'
He
was
tweakin'
with
the
peak
of
his
cap,
while
I'm
seekin'
to
discover
What
it
takes
to
stay
sober,
not
cover
my
mistakes
Try
to
maybe
make
sense
of
the
evidence
It's
over,
she's
gone
for
good
Why
should
I
lie?
Singin'
a
killer's
lullaby
Identified
by
the
dying
ring
of
her
goodbye
The
last
thing
you
hear
before
your
life
disappear
Now
it
just
gets
worse,
like
my
stomach
could
burst
Feel
like
I've
been
cursed
With
seven
centuries
of
bitter
memories
And
inadequacies,
previous
he's
and
she's
I'm
movin'
'round
this
old
house
for
the
last
time
Scene
of
my
past
crimes,
been
here
for
lifetimes
Hearin'
the
chimes
of
the
old
clock
that
used
to
mock
You
got
eternity
for
takin'
stock,
this
place
is
like
a
padlock
You
look
shocked
Trust
me,
nothin'
ever
moves
but
the
dust
There's
just
us
and
I'm
here
to
torment
and
tease
And
that's
how
it
was
for
centuries
Me
and
my
memories,
till
you
brought
the
keys
Took
a
couple
of
Saturdays
I
moved
in
runnin'
from
tragedies
and
boozin'
Seven
hundred
years
since
I
came
here,
you
appear,
same
hair
Same
quizzical
stare,
I
couldn't
get
near
And
the
sheer
frustration
was
more
than
I
could
bear
I
was
really
cursed,
thought
I'd
been
through
the
worst
part
That
was
just
the
first
part,
just
the
start
Every
night
I'd
be
sitting
with
dread,
breaking
my
heart
In
case
the
man
she'd
been
chasin'
gets
to
first
base
And
I
just
can't
escape,
I'm
in
bad
shape
You
making
love
to
someone
else
is
more
than
I
can
take
And
so
I
make
all
the
movement
I
can
to
no
avail
Scream
and
yell,
sinkin'
deeper
into
my
personal
hell
I'm
gettin'
heated,
I'm
sorry,
have
another
coffee
I
needed
to
release
my
sparrow
chest
from
just
a
piece
of
this
pressure
Unless
an
escape
route
is
found
I'm
goin'
down,
underground
into
lifetimes
of
pain,
it's
absurd
The
heaviest
chain
is
contained
in
the
sound
of
one
word
So
I'm
referred
back
to
hell,
huh
Just
as
well,
I
hate
needles
an'
get
twinges
at
the
thought
Of
syringes
J,
I'm
goin'
insane
with
shame
I
dream
and
watch
her
makin'
love
over
and
over
again
With
what
I
call
a
farmer's
swain
Unintelligent,
pea-brained
retard
who's
dick
is
always
hard
Oh
God,
of
course
I'm
jealous,
fellows
Oversexed
flexing
his
pec's
Jesus,
what's
he
gonna
make
her
do
next?
I'm
mad
vex,
the
way
she
gently
scratches
his
chest
You
used
to
do
that
to
me
back
in
1253
Pity
me,
while
you
lie
with
your
lover
I
stare
and
suffer
in
despair
while
you
ruffle
his
hair
Unaware
of
who
else
is
there
I
move
quick,
I
wanna
try
my
trick
one
last
time
You
know
it's
possible
to
vaguely
define
my
outline
When
dust
moves
in
the
sunshine
So
I'm
tryin'
to
change,
vibrate
myself
to
near
human
pitch
Which
reminds
me
how
I
used
to
come
unstitched
And
switch
'round
the
house
in
a
blind
rage
It
took
years
and
an
ocean
of
tears
to
find
the
key
to
this
cage
And
write
another
stage
into
a
new
age,
it's
difficult
to
gauge
But
I
know
that
I'll
see
you
again
On
that
you
may
depend
I
just
don't
know
how
or
when
Sleep
on,
my
lost
love
on
gone
Jerome
took
me
home
under
steel
skies
Knowin'
I'm
prone
to
dramatize
but
unknown
for
tellin'
lies
And
what
I
verbalize
he
can
see
behind
my
eyes
The
why
oh
why's
that
identify
killer
lullabies
and
he
surmised
No
surprise
couldn't
hear
that
Closed
my
eyes
as
he
steered
That
old
black
BM
home
again
Not
knowing
how
and
not
knowing
when
Альбом
Sunday 8pm
1 Bring My Family Back
2 Hour of Need
3 Postcards
4 Take the Long Way Home
5 Hem of His Garment
6 Take the Long Way Home (End of the Road mix)
7 Bring My Family Back (Paul Van Dyk mix)
8 Hour of Need (Skinny Mix)
9 God Is a DJ (Yes He Is)
10 Why Go? (radio mix)
11 Sunday 8 p.m. - A Time for Lovin' Mix
12 Killer's Lullaby (Nightmares On Wax Mix)
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