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A heart of stone, a smoking gun
I can give you life, I can take it away

A heart of stone, a smoking gun
I′m working it out
Why′d you feel so underrated?
Why′d you feel so negated?

Turning away from the light
Becoming adult
Turning into my soul
I wanted to bite not destroy
To feel her underneath
Turning into my life

She don′t think straight
She′s got such a dirty mind and it never ever stops
And you don′t taste like her and you never ever will
And we don′t read the papers, we don′t read the news
Heaven′s never enough, we will never be fooled

And if you feel a little left behind
I will see you on the other side

Cos I′m on fire
I′m on fire when you come

I′m on fire so stub me out

@ Bloc Party

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What′s with all this doom and gloom?
You used to be such, such a laugh
It′s only sin, original sin
Corinthians (15:22)
Never been a big fan of things
But I′m growing so fond of you

You get sadder the smarter you get
And it′s a bore
You get sadder the smarter you get
And it′s a bore

Truth is truth
I ain′t no bohemian
Much too, much too safe
Much too, much too typical
Much too, much too typical
Much too, much too
You can use your hands for something else
I′ll take you further than the scholars can
Put down your books and molest me
Heaven is here, where it needs to be

You get sadder the smarter you get
And it′s a bore
You get sadder the smarter you get
And it′s a bore

And there was a time before we were born
When we stood in the garden
If this world won′t last I′ll turn you on
Well, I′ve got enough for the both of us
The both of us
The both of us

And there was a time before we were born
When we stood in the garden
If this world does not turn you on
Well, I′ve got enough for the both of us
The both of us

@ Bloc Party

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For my sweetheart the melancholic, you have crossed the river styx
And the waves have taken you away
As I lay my head on your chest, I can hear it your veins
Wake me up when u come to bed

So toughen up
Biko toughen up
Biko toughen up
This world isn′t kind to little things

Was my love strong enough to bring you back from the dead
If I could eat your cancer I would but I can′t
So I keep writing these songs for you
To steal you from your grey
And we can dance in our front room again

So toughen up
Biko toughen up
Biko toughen up
I need you be strong for us
So toughen up
Biko toughen up
Biko toughen up
This world isn′t kind to little things

Don′t you know that when you stand you stand up for the both of us
Remember that when the darkness looms
Every tear you shed is cleansing, taking the pain away from you
I left you blueberries in the fridge, the little things that I can do

You′re not doing this alone

Resist

@ Bloc Party

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You′ll find it hiding in shadows
You′ll find it hiding in cupboards
It will walk you home safe every night
It will help you remember

If that′s way it is
Then that′s the way it is

I still feel you and the taste of cigarettes
What could I ever run to
Just tell me it′s tearing you apart
Just tell me you cannot sleep

And you didn′t even notice
When the sky turned blue
And you couldn′t tell the difference
Between me and you
And I nearly didn′t notice
The gentlest feeling

You are the bluest light

@ Bloc Party

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Hurry up boy
You′re making me wait
Twist my arm boy
Chinese burn
You smell like shit boy
What have you been doing?
You smell like shit boy
Me and you

Suffocate you
Sweat and semen
Negate desire
With promises
We′ve all been hurt boy
And learnt the hard way
Tear it down boy
Start again

God sends disasters
God sent you to me

Why so worried?
You didn′t let me down
Why so sad boy?
You didn′t wear me out
If you don′t feel it
Like the others
If you don′t feel it
You never will

God sends disasters
God sends disasters

The flames of desire have taken hold
If I don′t burn with you I burn alone

@ Bloc Party

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We sit and we sigh
And nothing gets done
So right, so clued-up
We just get old

And all the while
Been torn asunder

Nicotine
And bacteria

What are we coming to
What are we gonna do

@ Bloc Party

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If your right hand is causing you pain
Cut it off cut it off
If your colours have started to run
Let them all run, run away from you
There is lightning in this room
Above our heads waiting to strike
Im a thinker not a talker
Put your faith, your faith in God

We were hoping for some romance
All we found was more dispair
We must talk about our problems
We are in a state of Flux

Id kill for an adventure
Just you and I in the Curzon Bar
Dancing till we knew
So all that we′ve learnt disappeared
When you shouted at me
I saw my father in the second grade
Concerned and kind
But yet unable to reach me

We were hoping for some romance
All we found was more dispair
We must talk about our problems
We are in a State of Flux

State of Flux [x9]

We need to talk [x5]

We were hoping for some romance
All we found was more dispair
We must talk about our problems
We are in a state of Flux

@ Bloc Party

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It was your hair that did it
It was your hair that lit the fuse
A golden brown halo
Like sunlight peering through trees
I ask you for the time, but I am asking for so much more
A moth to your light bulb, you made my heart beat faster

Paralyze me, with your kiss
Wipe those dirty hands, on me
Maybe we′re looking for the same thing
Maybe you′re the one who will complete me

Oh how beauty burns, lips and eyes and fingertips
The spark of desire on every point our bodies meet
Behind your eyes were stars, infinite and serene
How I would suffer for you, you fascinate and magnetize me

Sometimes I think, I would float away
If this sadness did not weigh me down

@ Bloc Party

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North to south
Empty
Running on
Bravado
As if to say, as if to say
He doesn′t like chocolate
He′s born a liar, he′ll die a liar
Some things will never be different

Stop being so American
There′s a time and there′s a place
So James Dean
So blue jeans
Gonna save the world
He′s gonna

Are you hoping for a miracle?

Three out of five, three out of five (it′s not enough)
Six out of ten
Better luck next time
Just like his Dad, just like his Dad (the same mistakes)
Some things will never be different
Hungry and dumb, hungry and dumb (so wait in line)
Queuing up for some more junk food
It′s not my fault, it′s not my fault (just this once)
They′re getting so much younger

Why can′t you be more European
Bastard child of guilt and shame
Bury your head in the sand
I′m thinking six, six, six
I′m thinking six

Are you hoping for a miracle?
It′s not enough.

@ Bloc Party