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Irene Cleveland - Urges Lyrics



Irene Cleveland - Urges Lyrics




The summer's gone, it's winter now
And there's no-one around
I'm livin' underground
To live alone within your mind
It may just be
The way for

Me
To be free
Today
Will be the day that I finally

I am a shut-in
Dilapidated, isolated
And I will never
Live to see when we're not separated
I am a lived-in
House of long-lost, hazy memories
And I will never
Live to see
The end of tyranny

To lift up and feel that pulse
There's no better feeling
No better thing to feel
And when I stab that pulse
It may just be
The way for

Me
To be free
Today
Will be the day that I finally

I am a shut-in
Dilapidated, isolated
And I will never
Live to see when we're not separated
I am a lived-in
House of long-lost, hazy memories
And I will never
Live to see
The end of tyranny

It's almost every single day now
From January to January
It's almost every single way now
From heavyweights to classic hangings
A table edge and a ceiling fan
Or the pill bottle that usually follows
A knife voice and a violent car crash
Enough to call out, too much to swallow!

There is a way out
To never, ever feel the cold again
There is a warm house
To live inside of, full existence
Back to the lived-in
House of cherished, cherub memories
And I will be the one
To bring about
The end of tyranny
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The summer's gone, it's winter now
And there's no-one around
I'm livin' underground
To live alone within your mind
It may just be
The way for

Me
To be free
Today
Will be the day that I finally

I am a shut-in
Dilapidated, isolated
And I will never
Live to see when we're not separated
I am a lived-in
House of long-lost, hazy memories
And I will never
Live to see
The end of tyranny

To lift up and feel that pulse
There's no better feeling
No better thing to feel
And when I stab that pulse
It may just be
The way for

Me
To be free
Today
Will be the day that I finally

I am a shut-in
Dilapidated, isolated
And I will never
Live to see when we're not separated
I am a lived-in
House of long-lost, hazy memories
And I will never
Live to see
The end of tyranny

It's almost every single day now
From January to January
It's almost every single way now
From heavyweights to classic hangings
A table edge and a ceiling fan
Or the pill bottle that usually follows
A knife voice and a violent car crash
Enough to call out, too much to swallow!

There is a way out
To never, ever feel the cold again
There is a warm house
To live inside of, full existence
Back to the lived-in
House of cherished, cherub memories
And I will be the one
To bring about
The end of tyranny
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Writer: Irene Cleveland
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Performed By: Irene Cleveland
Language: English
Length: 3:21
Written by: Irene Cleveland

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