Lilac & Nightshade
Orange Culture
GENRE Solemn and waiting for the bus
Her head sinking in the collar of her coat
The cigarette just burned itself it seemed to me
I took a breath and shuffled over for some company
Ooh Ooh
Ooh Ooh
Ooh Ooh
Ooh
May approaches and a lonely winter gone
There's a difference in the flowers that are blooming
Months pass and I can see it in her eyes
She wants to be a half of one just like me
Are you looking (looking)
For someone to take your hand (hand)
Are you waiting (waiting)
For another broken man
Ooh Ooh
Ooh Ooh
Ooh Ooh
Ooh
I'm not the man I used to be
These chains are foreign and I want to be free
But I see her body shifting like the tides
I'll never be enough in those evil eyes
Are you looking (looking)
For someone to take your hand (hand)
Are you waiting (waiting)
For another broken man
Are you looking (looking)
For someone to take your hand (hand)
Are you waiting (waiting)
For another broken man
Ooh Ooh
Ooh Ooh
Ooh Ooh
Ooh
Her head sinking in the collar of her coat
The cigarette just burned itself it seemed to me
I took a breath and shuffled over for some company
Ooh Ooh
Ooh Ooh
Ooh Ooh
Ooh
May approaches and a lonely winter gone
There's a difference in the flowers that are blooming
Months pass and I can see it in her eyes
She wants to be a half of one just like me
Are you looking (looking)
For someone to take your hand (hand)
Are you waiting (waiting)
For another broken man
Ooh Ooh
Ooh Ooh
Ooh Ooh
Ooh
I'm not the man I used to be
These chains are foreign and I want to be free
But I see her body shifting like the tides
I'll never be enough in those evil eyes
Are you looking (looking)
For someone to take your hand (hand)
Are you waiting (waiting)
For another broken man
Are you looking (looking)
For someone to take your hand (hand)
Are you waiting (waiting)
For another broken man
Ooh Ooh
Ooh Ooh
Ooh Ooh
Ooh
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