Frou-frou Foxes In Midsummer Fires Lyrics - Cocteau Twins

I buckle and rosed 

As god and the rest(wrist) 

How mere riches be 

A war or we lose 

Close into symbols 

A fly drinks the ignitions(indications) 

They turn infant's breath my 

Milk and wrap to her baby 

In day 

And night to come 

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I buckle and rosed 

As god and the rest(wrist) 

How mere riches be 

A war or we lose 

Close into symbols 

A fly drinks the ignitions(indications) 

They turn infant's breath my 

Milk and wrap to her baby 

In day 

And night to come 

Their little hands 

Smooth all things 

Ad nauseum 

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Singed by it, pulled around of my blazening 

(Pulled round) 

Eyes on the usually science of cherry-colored 

(Trousers) 

Limelight not the music it's plain as as can be so 

(Tighter) 

All of the time I improvise by making sure 

(Tighter) 

It's to wait for you 

Rounder 

Pulled rounder 

Pulled rounder 

Pulled rounder 

Singed by it, pulled around of my blazening 

(Pulled round) 

Eyes on the usually science of cherry-colored 

(Trousers) 

Limelight not the music it's plain as as can be so 

(Tighter) 

All of the time I improvise by making sure 

(Tighter) 

It's to wait for you 

Rounder 

Pulled rounder 

Pulled rounder 

Pulled rounder 

Pulled round 

Trousers 

Tighter 

Tighter 

Their fan I tickle 

From serpents to dragons 

I'd immerse you in flame 

Your milk and your passion 

Lead weight for his from his old turn 

The young, I was eagerest 

I'm losing the stars 

I enlisted to find you 

I buckle and rosed 

As god and the rest(wrist) 

How mere riches be 

A war all we lose 

Close into symbols 

A fly drinks the ignitions 

They turn infant's breath my 

Milk and wrap to her baby 

In day 

And night to come 

Their little hands 

Smooth all things 

Ad nauseum 

Things old 

And young 

Very young 

Rise here comes our reason 

of the stars I enlisted to find you 

Singed by it, pulled around of my blazening 

(Pulled round) 

Eyes on the usually science of cherry-coloursed 

(Trousers) 

Limelight not the music, it's plain as as can be so 

(Tighter) 

All of the time I improvise by making sure 

(Tighter) 

It's to wait for you 

Pulled round of 

Pulled round of 

Pulled round of 

Pulled round of 

Singed by it, pulled around of my blazening 

(Pulled round) 

Eyes on the usually science of cherry-coloursed 

(Trousers) 

Limelight not the music, it's plain as as can be so 

(Tighter) 

All of the time I improvise by making sure 

(Tighter) 

It's to wait for you 

Pulled round of 

Pulled round of 

Pulled round of 

Pulled round of