1. |
|
|||
|
Was it the love that didn’t come back?
Was it the thought of all that I lack?
Was it the dream that didn’t come true?
Was it the trial I was going through?
I will pour out my spleen deep inside you
It won’t make me clean it won’t make me new
Your body will drown all my of sorrows
Your body will crown all my of sorrows
I wanna lose myself in you
Was it a way to escape the pain?
Was it a gate to another plain?
Was it away to let someone in?
Was it a way to shed my skin?
A soft memory of you hangs in the air
I am shaking and blue while I wait on the stairs
Your body will drown all my of sorrows
Your body will crown all my of sorrows
I wanna lose myself in you
Was it the love that didn’t take root?
Was it the work that didn’t bear fruit?
Was it a way to know the unknown?
Was it a weapon to call my own?
I lie here looking for someone to frame
And I need you here now to take this blame
Your body will drown all my of sorrows
Your body will crown all my of sorrows
I wanna lose myself in you
|
||||
2. |
Sarah
01:52
|
|
||
|
Oh Sarah won’t you come around
So we can take a walk downtown
Hold hands like we did before
Each day I miss you more and more
Sarah sweet my love is true
It’s written in the stars for you
The way you looked beneath the moon
Is a thing I won’t forget too soon
Oh Sarah give me one more chance
I miss that little playful glance
Sent my way before you’d kiss me
Darling tell me are you listening?
Don’t you know I dream about you
Every single night
The way you whispered soft my name
When we held each other tight
Oh Sarah won’t you come around
So we can take a walk downtown
Hold hands like we did before
Don’t you know I couldn’t love you more?
|
||||
3. |
Going Underground
03:42
|
|
||
|
People 'round here are kinda strange
Dress real diff’rent all talk the same
And I'm sitting in a corner by a charlatan’s stage
Better high-tail it out or the paint me beige
I'm going underground
They seem OK when they’re rough and lean
But clean 'em up baby you’ll know what I mean
Sometimes I see red sometimes I feel green
If I wanna make good better split this scene
I'm going underground
Sometimes I get to wond'ring is it even real?
Is there anything to taste underneath the peel?
Is there anything in motion but a geared wheel?
It’s time I started looking for a brand new deal
I'm going underground
People 'round here are kinda strange
Look real tough but they’re really lame
Cut of their legs just to fit into the frame
Better high tail it out or I’ll wind up the same
I'm going underground
|
||||
4. |
|
|||
|
Was it the love that didn’t come back?
Was it the thought of all that I lack?
Was it the dream that didn’t come true?
Was it the trial I was going through?
I will pour out my spleen deep inside you
It won’t make me clean it won’t make me new
Your body will drown all my of sorrows
Your body will crown all my of sorrows
I wanna lose myself in you
Was it a way to escape the pain?
Was it a gate to another plain?
Was it away to let someone in?
Was it a way to shed my skin?
A soft memory of you hangs in the air
I am shaking and blue while I wait on the stairs
Your body will drown all my of sorrows
Your body will crown all my of sorrows
I wanna lose myself in you
Was it the love that didn’t take root?
Was it the work that didn’t bear fruit?
Was it a way to know the unknown?
Was it a weapon to call my own?
I lie here looking for someone to frame
And I need you here now to take this blame
Your body will drown all my of sorrows
Your body will crown all my of sorrows
I wanna lose myself in you
|
||||
5. |
A Walk Downtown
01:52
|
|
||
|
Instrumental
|
||||
The Wretched Villains Brisbane, Australia
If you like The Wretched Villains, you may also like:
“Strangers” is packed with wonderfully menacing electro-goth—late-night horror movie music for vampire dance parties.
go to album
This Is The Healing (Remastered)
by L.S.Underground
An early ’90s cult classic of goth/dark folk gets a vinyl reissue, its haunting songs as gripping and resonant as ever.
go to album
The End Is the Beginning
by Mirror Of Haze
Perfectly gloomy Norwegian goth/post-punk, anchored by a punchy rhythm section and driven by chiming guitar lines and morose vocals.
go to album
PERFUMES AND FRIPPERIES
by The Wake
The Columbus, OH goth-rock titans return with their first new album in 20 years, doomed romanticism intact.
go to album
The Spell Between
by Caroline Blind
Swirling goth-rock from the big voice behind '90s outfit Sunshine Blind, featuring a who's-who of dark underground denizens.
go to album
Earnest dream pop meets post-punk urgency in this big hearted musical project Dom Sepúlveda of Birmingham, UK
go to album
Multimedia artist Sepehr Mashiahof uses dark and direct synth-pop vocabulary to create her own intricate narrative of identity.
go to album
