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the mission uk - who will love me tomorrow? lyrics

she brings me colours, white wine and roses
and then we paint our faces and pwder our noses
she gives me her halo and i hang it next to mine
reads to me mishima like a honeymoon valentine
she’s an architect of pleasure and she fashions me a fountain
she leads me through the clouds to the peak of the highest mountain
we dare the heavens on a chariot that we borrow
tonight she is my cradle, but
who will love me tomorrow?

cold turkey cindy pulls the mirrors from the wall
walks barefoot on the broken gl-ss and stumbles in from the hall
she’s shooting paper tigers with the needle that she’s borrowed
tonight she is my pillow, so
who will love me tomorrow?

must i sing so low to get so high?
i can’t purge myself of demons and i don’t know the reason why
my heart feels like a battlefield and all my soldiers lie slain
i’ll never be clean, i’ll never be pure again

she greets me like a siren and all her lights are flashing
she invites me to her dungeon with the promise of a lashing
and with a smile like a sunrise playing on her lips
she shows me her collections of b-tterflies, scars, and whips
with fingernails like claws she leaves keepsake souvenirs
like trenches on my back she bathes in saccharine scented tears
i feel just like an actor in a play called “dear friend sorrow”
tonight she is my refuge, but
who will love me tomorrow?

- the mission uk lyrics

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