Frou-Frou Foxes In Midsummer Fires - Cocteau Twins



I buckle and rosed

As god and the rest(wrist)

How mere riches be

A war or we lose

Close into symbols

A fly drinks the ignitions(indications)

They turn infant's breath my

Milk and wrap to her baby

In day

And night to come

(x2)



Their little hands

Smooth all things and

Blows your



Singed by it, pulled around of my blazening Pulled round

Eyes on the usually science of cherry-colored Trouser

Limelight not the music it's plain as as can be so Pouter

All of the time I improvise by making sure Pouter

It's to wait for you (2nd repeat only)

Rounder

Pulled rounder (x3)

(x2)



Pulled round

Trouser

Pouter

Pouter



Their fan I tickle

From serpents to dragons

I'd immerse you in flame

Your milk and your passion

Lead weight for his from his old turn

The young, I was eagerest

On using the stairs I

How nested to find you

I buckle and rosed

As god and the rest(wrist)

How mere riches be

A war all we lose

Close into symbols

A fly drinks the ignitions

They turn infant's breath my

Milk and wrap to her baby



In day

And night to come

Their little hands

Smooth all things and

Blows your



Things old

And I

And then I

Rise here comes our reason

New skies are a young escape to find you



Singed by it, pulled around of my blazening Pulled round

Eyes on the usually science of cherry-coloursed Trouser

Limelight not the music, it's plain as as can be so Pouter

All of the time I improvise by making sure Pouter

It's to wait for you

Pulled round of (x4)

(x2)



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