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can't see ahead

Drunk with ways to end all
Too tired to say no

My paramour de paranoia
Paramour de paranoia
Paramour de paranoia
Paramour de paranoïaque

Two different fates, my love paramour ooze out and away
Two different fates, my love paramour ooze out and away
Two different fates they fig up my

I can't do this anymore
Promises just aren't enough
Can't sustain this paramour
If I am not enough
I can't do this anymore
Promises just aren't

parasol
Oh là où tu vas je te suis, paramour
Quand il pleuvra je serai ton parapluie
Au soleil j’serai ton parasol
Oh là où tu vas je te suis
Oh déploie tes

paramour
Five years, I missed, thinking you were the one
I bet you had so much fun
Don't cheer what you say, toying me all along
Been promised the world

And the wild young cowboys, old drunks
Paramours and thieves

The high slurred whistle of a red winged blackbird
Sounds like he's singin', oh, that I might

Make You Better

The Decemberists

Make You Better

2014

But we're not so starry-eyed anymore
Like the perfect paramour you were in your letters
And won't it all just come around to make you
Let it all unbreak

Paramour Lynn, little Lynn - did you know where pain should find me?
Anywhere that sun still met the ground
I'll run away, run away, from the subtle

story, walking out in the cold
c pitcher full of water and two glasses of wine
Leave the empty chair alone, loneliness will be fine

Paramour
I cannot see,

a knight in shining armor
When he goes and blows it all

I'll never be a paramour
To your old cliché
Oh, when I take my sword and let it fall
Cut rotten love

découpées au sabre sur un plateau d'argent

On fait nos choses en silence, jeune entrepreneur en freelance
Paramour en finance, ma sœur assure la

And the wild young cowboys, old drunks
Paramours and thieves

The high slurred whistle of a red winged blackbird
Sounds like he's singin', oh, that I might

My make-up is my armour, my dress is like the paramour
You wonna be my mover and I want to feel you more and more
My make-up is my armour, my dress

thighs
I hang on every word you say
And I pretend that I don't mind
I'm your paramour beauty
Things we do together we don't share
Long drives upstate with

Imma take you to the start 
Where a nigga found my heart
Fell in love forever dogg
Pure paramour no flaw

On my way from darby park 
Bangin all that

The mystery of love’s paramour
Well, nothing is irregular
About our place in time
And I am lying next to you
Sipping lemonade by the Brandywine
Shadows come

Dear Paramour
I write this love this letter and I’m hoping that you like it
Drew Barrymore
I got 50 first dates pick a place you’re invited
Cause I

plasticize my dreams of you
But terrors became paramours
The coward charm of harmony
Abused my bliss politely
I'd love to cloister you
Into my abbey of anger

torn
As I lay back and take it
Thinking 'what have you become?'
My paramour

(I don't want to be left unmourned
Abandoned by those I adored
My paramour

my heart is pumping to the beat of a shotgun
Like a shoplifter on the run
My mind is cursed You are my paramour
I cannot think clear anymore

I'm

My make-up is my armour
My dress is like the paramour
You wonna be my groover
And I need to feel you more and more
My make-up is my armour
My dress

the great divide
Where the darkness meets the light
Like an everlasting storm
You will be my paramour
'Cause beyond the great divide
Where the days

Don't you see what I see
Don't forget to forget
Why there's no-one home
Parading paramour
Exchanging numbers
Go back for more
Ah let's get off
God

of your banshees screaming
And now your dragon's digging the dirt inside your grave
Afflicted with the secrets of your paramour
Playing roulette with your