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lirik lagu gregory gioro - licorice

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[intro]
your voice, a projectile
your anger, a missile
even though you can’t, even if i’m complicit
we learned the play too well to drop the act now

[verse i]
i still recall a time a few years ago when you weren’t so elusive
i wasn’t so reclusive
you were prose, i was melody
you smelled expensive, tasted like licorice
bittersweet, proud, and so naïve

well i finally found a real performеr in me
dancing lonely, singing quiet whеre no one sees
and i hear you calling me out onto the scene
but i’m scared to follow, to be ridiculed by everybody watching

[chorus]
with their looks like they know better that we’re born to suffer and grovel under
palms around their braided leather, feet tripping one over the other
take my hands and take my feathers, take me westward and take me off of this stage
i don’t want to be on display
the show goes on

[verse ii]
before genesis, before man, there was only her
and she danced and she danced and she danced
and she danced in the darkest nights, in the caramel dawns and colors
she was dancing the great divide, the last time that we saw her
and here i am
i’m dancing lonely, singing quiet where no one sees
and i hear you calling me out onto the scene
but i’m scared to follow, to be ridiculed by everybody judging

[chorus]
with their looks like they know better that we’re born to suffer, grovel under
palms around their braided leather, feet tripping one over the other
take my hands and take my feathers, take me westward and take me off of this stage
i don’t want to be on display

[bridge]
your voice, a projectile
your anger, a missile
your suit of armor’s piercing but i undressed you so i know you’re scared like me
even though you can’t admit it, and even if i’m complicit
we learned this play too well to drop the act now

the show must go on
i’m dancing lonely, singing quiet where no one sees
and i hear you calling me out onto the scene
but i’m scared to follow, to be ridiculed by everybody judging

[chorus]
with their looks like they know better that we’re born to suffer and grovel under
palms around their braided leather, feet tripping one over the other and
take my hands and take my feathers, take me westward and take me off of this stage
i don’t want to be on display
[outro]
with their looks like they know better that we’re born to suffer, grovel under
palms around their braided leather, feet tripping one over the other and
take my hands and take my feathers, take me westward and take me off of this stage
don’t want to be on display


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