The Cure – Shake Dog Shake scritto da admin 20 Gennaio 2016 Ha ha ha!!! Wake up in the dark The aftertaste of anger in the back of my mouth Spit it on the wall And cough some more And scrape my skin with razor blades And make up in the new blood And try to look so good Follow me! Make up in the new blood And follow me to where the real fun is Ha ha ha!!! As stale and selfish as a sick dog Spurning sex like an animal of god I’ll tear your red hair by the roots And hold you blazing Hold you cherished in the dead electric light Your face I’ll never see you this way again I captured it so perfectly As if I knew you’d disappear away Shake dog shake You hit me again You howl and hit me again The same sharp pain Wakes me in the dark And cuts me from my throat to my pounding heart My heart My shaking heart Shake dog shake But we slept all night in the virgin’s bed And dreamed of death And breathed like sick dogs We slept all night in the virgin’s bed And breathed like death And dreamed of sick dogs Shake dog shake Wake up wake up wake up! Shake dog shake Wake up wake up wake up! Shake dog shake Wake up in the new blood Make up in the new blood Shake up in the new blood And follow me to where the real fun is… Shake dog shake