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What are you listening to? Part 13


pinballwizard

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The Power of Love - Frankie Goes to Hollywood

 

I would listen to this song right after my break up first when I went back home and left my ring and him behind and when it finally ended well after trying and thinking maybe he would surprise visit and bring the ring with him, even more I felt since I moved countries for him and was selfless for love he would make that grand gesture too...no, wasn't in his character to do similar for anyone else..he was his only #1. I would blare it and drink wine and cry until my eyes hurt..still it is a beautiful song and wonderful music ( haunting )

 

I, feels like fire

I'm so in love with you

Dreams are like angels

They keep bad at bay, bad at bay

Love is the light

Scaring darkness away, yeah

I'm so in love with you

Purge the soul

Make love your goal

The power of love

A force from above

Cleaning my soul

Flame on burn desire

Love with tongues of fire

Purge the soul

Make love your goal

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We are not the same. We have different brains.

You know what I'm saying? I might be insane.

You don't know me; you don't know me.

Not the new me, not the old me.

 

I do what I want. I say what I want

I live how I live, and I make what I want.

I will never sell out. And you know what the **** it is I'm talking about.

 

That paper can change a man - make him do things I don't understand.

But we can make it, if we try. 'Cause what we have is something that money just can't buy.

 

This is pure. This is pure.

What we got. What we got.

Ain't nobody else have, baby.

 

You can always tell when I'm high as hell.

My mind is in a cell, and my soul as well.

I don't give a ****. I don't give a ****.

And if I had everything, I'd just give it up.

 

Do you understand, I am my own man?

God doesn't have a plan... guess my soul is damned.

This world is corrupted, and I need some substance before my destruction.

 

Then I look into your eyes, and I feel so alive.

You live, and you die. You dream you can fly.

These moments in time are all in our mind.

 

This is pure. This is pure.

What we got. What we got.

Ain't nobody else have, baby.

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