1. |
Lucy
03:28
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Send her downtown
(in) Red satin
Wants it to happen
Are you there now, Lucy
Letting your hair down
Dusted and dim, licking the salt around the rim
Is there another way to summon her
I feel her when I stare at the surface
Just aching to dig in her french tips
Are you real or pale copy
Lucy
Tell it to me, Lucy
What is it now that's causing the ring of green
Whether or not you choose to admit that it's true
It's an obsession
The unanswered question
I feel her when I stare at the surface
Just aching to dig in her french tips
Are you real or pale copy
Lucy
Just someone to be for each other, come on be my mirror baby
Just someone to be for each other, come on be my mirror baby
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2. |
Umbra Viventis Lucis
00:33
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High up above it
I can see a faded reflection
Show me what you're made of
Possession delivers me unto thee
My umbra viventis lucis
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3. |
Lucy (Club)
03:06
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I fucking dare you to show up
I've got something for you
Tonight's the big show and we both know how this is gonna go
Shining too bright, begging you to turn off the lights
I know tonight it's hitting right
Please tell me how many licks will it take to get through to the surface
I'm ready to know what its made of
I want through to the surface
Prove it to me, Lucy
I wanna feel nothing under my feet
Letting it all go
How else am I supposed to know
It's so beautiful the way that you lose control
Please tell me how many licks will it take to get through to the surface
I'm begging to know what it's made of
I want through to the surface
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