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Your Pure Soul

de The Charlatans

Let all the pretty ones come on to me
I have deity and dignity
With your inner sense I'll come for free
But shutters hide me in this property

Let all the pretty ones come on to me
I have deity and dignity
With your inner sense I'll come for free
But shutters hide me in this property

I will sit back down and wait
For a chance I will create
With words I anticipate
Games I will participate
Dark blinds drawn will lose the day
I would rather live this way
I don't want my mind to stray
So I keep the world at bay

Out with the stranger hands on my mouth
Lost in a concrete undergrowth
Another disaster only tells me is true
Hope I recover long after we're through

When will you come and save yourself?
Stop me, I am drifting, I'm tired of myself
I'm tired of myself, trying to control
Your pure soul, your pure soul
Holy mysteries live here with me
Will I be here for eternity?
I am only burdened with my piety
Absolute in my anxiety

I will sit back down and wait
For a chance I will create
With words I anticipate
Games I will participate
Dark blinds drawn will lose the day
I would rather live this way
I don't want my mind to stray
So I keep the world at bay

Out with the stranger hands on my mouth
Lost in a concrete undergrowth
Another disaster only tells me is true
Hope I recover long after we're through

When will you come and save yourself?
Stop me, I am drifting, I'm tired of myself
I'm tired of myself, trying to control
Your pure soul, your pure soul
Your pure soul, your pure soul
Your pure soul
Let all the pretty ones come on to me
I have deity and dignity
With your inner sense I'll come for free
But shutters hide me in this property

I will sit back down and wait
For a chance I will create
With words I anticipate
Games I will participate
Dark blinds drawn will lose the day
I would rather live this way
I don't want my mind to stray
So I keep the world at bay

Out with the stranger hands on my mouth
Lost in a concrete undergrowth
Another disaster only tells me is true
Hope I recover long after we're through

When will you come and save yourself?
Stop me, I am drifting, I'm tired of myself
I'm tired of myself, trying to control
Your pure soul, your pure soul
Your pure soul, your pure soul
Your pure soul, your pure soul

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