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Do you know that? A song keeps playing in your head, you can't get rid of it...
That's when we say "I've got an earworm" in German. Well, I've got one, big time.
Here are the lyrics and a link to the video:
Make your escape, you're my own Papillon
The world turns too fast, feel love before it's gone
It kicks like a sleep twitch
My Papillon, feel love when it's shone
It kicks like a sleep twitch
Darling, now, don't put down your guns yet
If there really was a God here
He'd have raised a hand by now
Now, darling, you're born, get old, and die here
Oh that's quite enough for me, dear
We'll find our own way home somehow.
No sense of doubt, or what you could achieve,
I found you out, I've seen the life you wish to lead
When it kicks like a sleep twitch
You will choke, choke on the air you try to breathe
Darling, now, just don't put down your guns yet
if there really was a God here
He'd have raised a hand by now
Now, darling you're born, get old, and die here
Well that's quite enough for me, dear
We'll find our own way home somehow
It kicks like a sleep twitch
(The Editors)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wq4tyDRhU_4
And here's the best part: I am going to see them live in April!
That's when we say "I've got an earworm" in German. Well, I've got one, big time.
Here are the lyrics and a link to the video:
Make your escape, you're my own Papillon
The world turns too fast, feel love before it's gone
It kicks like a sleep twitch
My Papillon, feel love when it's shone
It kicks like a sleep twitch
Darling, now, don't put down your guns yet
If there really was a God here
He'd have raised a hand by now
Now, darling, you're born, get old, and die here
Oh that's quite enough for me, dear
We'll find our own way home somehow.
No sense of doubt, or what you could achieve,
I found you out, I've seen the life you wish to lead
When it kicks like a sleep twitch
You will choke, choke on the air you try to breathe
Darling, now, just don't put down your guns yet
if there really was a God here
He'd have raised a hand by now
Now, darling you're born, get old, and die here
Well that's quite enough for me, dear
We'll find our own way home somehow
It kicks like a sleep twitch
(The Editors)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wq4tyDRhU_4
And here's the best part: I am going to see them live in April!