Testi musica canzoni

away to the side you move your headgravity fingers dig in your backthe strangest man won't let you breatherocking on you in a movie scenehis words fill your mouthhis guests bleed sickdevoid of touchhe lets out to the streets where you were raisedsittin' home waiting for the coming ageyou had to wait your turnyou had to wait your turnwake up early, wash up latesatellites connect you to your hateyour patience grows but your skin is thinthe pager signals they're coming inthrough the hole in the wallyou left a hole in the wallhere's to the atom bombmay everyone find a way to get on[?] seven is all you seekin the same old re-run week after weektheir faces make you want to killtheir little piece of heaven singing on the window sillno lights can turn you onpixelate the nightfeed in the wordsof your eyes on the streets where you were bornsittin' home waiting for the coming dawnyou're the hole in the wallyou left a hole in the wall[Machina II version]clung to the sweater from the day you were bornnever knew better, that's what you sworemother hugged you cause the walls were thinin saturnine sweetness and rationo boy could spell you outin the grass at nightbeneath the starsyou grew right past the streets where you were raisedsneaking out early to a secret placelike a hole in the walllike a hole in the wallinto the bed you hang your sleepwatch your man as he sinks beneathyou cut out his heart and watch him dieso we can know you and that you're aliveas the hole in the wallyou are the hole in the wallnoone can know your soulkisses and noisenow you belong to them allawake to the dawn and scratch your eyeslight the prayer candles that you remind tosend you a boy that you could wastea little piece of heaven to set you straightthrough the hole in the wallyou are the hole in the wallnoone could tell you whythe tape's full of hissand sons who cryto the night of the dead and the wishing ghostbeating on you to drain morosethrough the hole in the wallwe are the holes in the wallwe are the [cut off vocals]more