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Suede

Genres: Rock

Wastelands Lyrics - Suede

I watch you drift away 

Around the room in that dress 

The jewels on your bracelets 

I've seen their best 

 

I watch the sweat fall 

Against your clothes 

I've seen the look on the faces 

I think they know 

 

That the clock is ticking away 

And the wind is calling us 

And the pleasantries will chain us 

No more 

 

When it all is much too much? 

We'll run to the wastelands 

Where the snow is all there is 

And words sound different 

 

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When it all is much too much? 

Meet me in the wastelands 

Where the fear will fade away 

Where the children in us play 

 

I walk the smoky room 

And stumble into you 

The chattering of their faces 

Says nothing new 

 

But the clock is ticking away 

And the wind is calling us 

And the way you make your exit 

There are no words 

 

Would it hurt us much too much? 

We'll run to the wastelands 

At the car beside the road 

And taking shelter 

 

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Would it hurt us much too much? 

Meet me in the wastelands 

Where the heart will slowly face 

Where the children in us play 

 

When the world is much too much 

We'll run to the wastelands 

Leave footprints in the snow 

Till our ties are severed 

 

When it hurts us too much to much 

Meet me in the wastelands 

Make a chain of flowers 

Like our ties are severed 

 

When the world is much too much 

Meet me in the wastelands 

At the car beside the road 

And taking shelter 

 

When the world is much too much 

Meet me there in the wastelands 

And the wind is on our face 

And our veins are opened 

 

When the world is much too much 

Meet me in the wastelands 

Make a chain of flowers 

And the children in us play 

 

The sky was steely 

The countryside was bare 

Twigs crackled under Mole's feet 

Mole was alone 

And far from help 

And night was closing in 

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Mag-poo

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