Teksty: Settings. Impossible And Never Practical.
Stay is the hand that holds me from her,
She says, ?Goodnight? and fails to speak her mind,
We lay in silence,
Give it up, give it up girl,
It?s a typical act just to get a reaction out of me,
And now I see it
The chemicals, the chemicals combine,
Our chemistry is created from the most complex design,
Now darling I, believe in sideline,
Hang my hopes from itching ropes
And leave this all behind
Standing away from the display,
Of love and hate we love to hate each other,
Loving lovers,
Back, back down, back down,
A final countdown to the greatest letdown,
I?ll ever endure,
I assure you dear you?re like no other
The chemicals, the chemicals combine,
Our chemistry is created from the most complex design,
Now darling I, believe in sideline,
Hang my hopes from itching ropes
And leave this all behind
It?s hard to breathe, when everything becomes a fantasy
It?s hard to breathe, when everything becomes a fantasy
It?s hard to breathe, when everything becomes a fantasy
Chemicals, the chemicals combine,
Our chemistry is created from the most complex design,
Now darling I, believe in sideline,
Hang my hopes from itching ropes
And leave this all behind
The chemicals, the chemicals combine
This is what you wanted
She says, ?Goodnight? and fails to speak her mind,
We lay in silence,
Give it up, give it up girl,
It?s a typical act just to get a reaction out of me,
And now I see it
The chemicals, the chemicals combine,
Our chemistry is created from the most complex design,
Now darling I, believe in sideline,
Hang my hopes from itching ropes
And leave this all behind
Standing away from the display,
Of love and hate we love to hate each other,
Loving lovers,
Back, back down, back down,
A final countdown to the greatest letdown,
I?ll ever endure,
I assure you dear you?re like no other
The chemicals, the chemicals combine,
Our chemistry is created from the most complex design,
Now darling I, believe in sideline,
Hang my hopes from itching ropes
And leave this all behind
It?s hard to breathe, when everything becomes a fantasy
It?s hard to breathe, when everything becomes a fantasy
It?s hard to breathe, when everything becomes a fantasy
Chemicals, the chemicals combine,
Our chemistry is created from the most complex design,
Now darling I, believe in sideline,
Hang my hopes from itching ropes
And leave this all behind
The chemicals, the chemicals combine
This is what you wanted
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