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Los Campesinos

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Letra de FRONTWARDS de LOS CAMPESINOS.

( Los Campesinos )

I am the only one
Searching for you
And if I get caught
Well, then the search is through

And the stories you hear
You know they never add up
I hear the natives fussin´ at the data chart
Be quiet, the weather´s on the night news

Empty homes, plastic combs
Stolen rooms are the alloy of chrome
I´ve got style
Miles and miles
So much style that it´s wasting
So much style that it´s wasting
So much style that it´s wasting

Now, she´s the only one
Who always inhales
Paris is stale
And it´s war if we fail

And in the migrant hotels
They never sleep, they never will
Their souls are crumblin´ like a dirt-clod hold
Your cigarette cuts to the inside

Empty homes, plastic combs
Stolen rooms are the alloy of chrome
I´ve got style
Miles and miles
So much style that it´s leaving
This pattern´s torn and we´re weaving
This pattern´s torn and we´ll weave it
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