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marco benevento - in the afternoon tomorrow lyrics

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[verse 1]
i’m now living like i should, leave no witness
i keep showing up in life, leave no witness
a never ending song, i’m heading for the most predictable cadence
you’re a librarian burning books love
a lion, a witch and a wardrobe
a human hurricane, derailing train
you’ve made horror, you’ve made a horrible mess

[chorus]
and who do you think you are to question the tower
to jump in the choir and sing like it’s something you’d offer
and who do you think you woo when you ponder the under
or shake your fist high at the sky, tell me why should we bother
who do you think you are all piggish and stomping
the storm is the b-st-rd, your face is the face that it’s slapping

[verse 2]
and there’s a woman that i know with some syndrome
she frantically decorates her sweet home
she bores up the cracks to ward off attacks from the wind and, and and and and
and she kisses me there on the heart stone
but deep down we both know we’re alone
when human hurricanes spinning in our veins we made horror
you’ve made a horrible mess

[chorus]
and who do you think you are to question the tower
to jump in the choir and sing like it’s something you’d offer
and who do you think you woo when you slumber a slaughter
or shake your fist high at the sky, tell me why should we bother

[verse 3]
why bother, oh the sun side’s your ritual
your daughter’s incense over that beat i sense and piano suspense
while the oceans intent and the patrons lament at the horror
when the fair light is binding but yet it’s inviting
the writers keep writing, the typewriters typing
the poets are pining, the actors are lying
it’s horror, you’ve made a horrible mess

and who do you think you are to stare at the milton
to join in the choir and sing like like it’s something you’d offer
and what do you think you prove when you murder our monster
or scream out the worst, tell me why, why the f-ck should we bother
what do you think you prove all piggish and stomping
just stare at your navel and constantly pick out your coffin

- marco benevento lyrics

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