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Louise Dearman
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Lost in Translations
She went to Paris Can you believe it? She just woke up and fucked off to Paris I didn't think she'd go I sent her challenges I said she had to- She had to kiss a waiter But I need evidence. So she texts me a photograph. She saw the tower, She saw the sepulchre, She saw the Louvre, She ate a croissant. That's where the waiter was I saw the pictures. I couldn't go 'cause I was working, So I text her in French She didn't understand Her French was lousy. Her French was always lousy. I couldn't ask. But now I'm lost... Lost in translations of- Lost in her phrasebook, Lost in her rucksack, Lost in her- Mmmm-mm-mm Fuck, I'm lost. Lost in a cafe Lost in a picture Lost in a bookshop Lost in a footnote Lost in P.S. I keep telling myself if this is happening, It will happen in time I keep telling myself I'm so adult about Handling this crush It will ease with time It will ease with laughter It will ease with translation Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com I gave up on the fact a long time ago You are not who I am I keep busy, I keep your picture in a drawer Where I know it won't jump out. But you twist my arm And you push a little And it makes me warm But aggravates this scratch So I take control 'cause I need you there You're a catalyst, An equation I couldn't do without And can not translate... Do something wrong, won't you? Do something wrong, won't you? Do something wrong, won't you? Do something wrong, won't you? But now I'm lost... Lost in her laughter Lost in a scribble left on a napkin Lost in her smile But I'm so lost Lost in a question Lost in a routine looking for reasons Lost in her youth Oh God, I'm lost Lost in this city Walking through faces Crowded by memories Haunted by truth But now I'm lost... Lost in her lipstick mark Lost in a voicemail Lost in a smell left on a pillow Lost in this no, no, no Lost in this no, no, no Lost in this no, no, no Lost in this...
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