Представляем точный текст композиции "The Divorce" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Cop Shoot Cop . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «The Divorce» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Cop Shoot Cop передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Cop Shoot Cop - "The Divorce"
Lyrics to The Divorce : She had just busted out of the whorehouse And was looking for a drink to celebrate the divorce She told em she was going out for smokes -- and never looked back The sky was bloodshot as she stumbled into the bar Sullen eyes lit up like cigarettes Cockroaches were gasping for breath She selects her poison, brings it to her lips A song like drunken sailors from a sunken ship She thinks, power comes to them that enjoy the thrill of fear A sign says: If youre looking for answers, you wont find them here Everyone is leaving, all the widows grieving Hear the siren laughing, and the truck brakes groaning While the subways screaming, all the junkies dreaming Now the shadows falling, is that your lover calling' She grinds out cigarette in a souvenir ashtray Reaches for the bottle but theres nothing left Says: Buy me a drink and Ill tell you a story But the bitch at the bar wouldnt sell you a smile She closes her eyes and thinks of a wish she once had A dwindling spark of memory She wants to wipe it clean - Scrape away the debris Can I get you something' - Its a man in the periphery The keys are in his hand She searches her pockets for a match or a reason He slams the money on the bar They make it to his car Everyone is leaving, all the widows grieving Hear the siren laughing, and the truck brakes groaning While the subways screaming, all the junkies dreaming Now the shadows falling, is that your lover calling' When you put your hand in your pocket Looking for a match or something to say Life seems like a rerun Everything coming up cliches Suicide comes on like a friend Seems like the bad times never end Close your eyes and think of home Movements are slow and tragic Solar flares from a dying sun Science without the magic Children shouldnt play with guns Flashes of pain are fading fast Echoes from each subsonic blast Close your eyes and think of home.... [ The Divorce Lyrics ]
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