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Lost Weekend (Stripped) - The Virginmarys



     
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Build me up Im breaking down,
Im tired of living underground,
Where depression tells me shes the only way.
I have nothing left to lose,
But i have nothing left to choose,
The bottle drinks the booze from me these days.
Hold me through the dark of night,
Before i kiss myself goodbye.I cannot scream, I cannot cry.
Ive lost all control of my mind.
Spinning out of time and out of sight.
And my body aches and my heart it hurts.
Ive long found out that drugs dont work.
Will someone save me from myself tonight.Im tired of my ambitions,
And Im tired of my suspicions,
Im so tired of knowing that I live a lie.
Sweet tea and valium,
Say one day I will marry them,
And we can live in champion disguise.

Hold me through the dark at night,
Before I kiss myself goodbye.I cannot scream, I cannot cry.
Ive lost all control of my mind.
Spinning out of time and out of sight.
And my body aches and my heart it hurts.
Ive long found out that drugs dont work.
Will someone save me from myself tonight.
Will someone save me from myself tonight

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Satellite towns tend to breed big ambitions. Perched on the hills above Manchester, Macclesfield’s principle claim to fame comes in the cult of Ian Curtis. That classic example of the ‘just out of the city’ boy reinforces how big horizons tend to breed big ambitions. The Virginmarys are not part of the Curtis club. Their music blends the dynamics of platinum class ‘grunge’ (basically Nirvana, Mudhoney and Screaming Trees) with the spikiness of punk and the attention to detail and honesty of prime British rock of the early 1970’s, before the wizards and capes overcame the attack and dynamic.

Read more about The Virginmarys on Last.fm.


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