Lyrics

Cruel

Sunday 14 August 2011, by Cécile Desbrun

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so don’t give me respect don’t give me a piece of your preciousness
flaunt all she’s got in our old neighborhood
I’m sure she’ll make a few friends
Even the rain bows down let us pray as you cock-cock-cock your mane
no cigarettes only peeled HAVANAS for you
I can be cruel
I don’t know why
why can’t my ba.ll.oo.n stay up in a perfectly windy sky
I can be cruel I don’t know why I don’t know why
dance with the Sufis celebrate your top ten in the charts of pain
lover brother bogenvilla my vine twists around your need
even the rain is sharp like today as you sh-sh-shock me sane
no cigarettes only peeled HAVANAS for you I can be cruel
I don’t know why
why can’t my ba.ll.oo.n stay up in a perfectly windy sky
I can be cruel I don’t know why I don’t know why