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Armistice

	Armistice

	Dahlias they come from me
	A promise to get well
	That ain’t working thinking that you’re no good
	Don’t worry no I’m not the kind that kiss and tell

	No Dahlias and Cherry-trees,
	I don’t recall them anyway
	Some lovers know it ain’t gonna wear out
	To each his own the same
	Look what you wasted

	When the lights are cutting out
	And I come down in your room
	Our daily compromise
	It is written in your signed armistice

	And when the lights are cutting out
	And I come down in your room
	Well well decide as always
	Here is your signed armistice

	It’s time to follow, not to heat it up
	Requesting this plane is a propeller
	In the middle of the course when ambitions are low
	Head-on close, hang on before you lose control

	The octagon logo had to rip it up
	The semaphore message on your lips
	Some lovers know it ain’t gonna wear out
	To each his own the same
	What else is wasted ?

	When the lights are cutting out
	And I come down in your room
	Our daily compromise
	It is written in your signed armistice

	And when the lights are cutting out
	And I come down in your room
	Well well decide as always
	Here is your signed armistice

	For lovers in a rush
	For lovers always
	Foreign lovers in a rush
	Keeping promises
	For lovers in a rush
	For lovers always

	Armistice

	Dahlias they come from me
	A promise to get well
	That ain' t working thinking that you' re no good
	Don' t worry no I' m not the kind that kiss and tell

	No Dahlias and Cherrytrees,
	I don' t recall them anyway
	Some lovers know it ain' t gonna wear out
	To each his own the same
	Look what you wasted

	When the lights are cutting out
	And I come down in your room
	Our daily compromise
	It is written in your signed armistice

	And when the lights are cutting out
	And I come down in your room
	Well well decide as always
	Here is your signed armistice

	It' s time to follow, not to heat it up
	Requesting this plane is a propeller
	In the middle of the course when ambitions are low
	Headon close, hang on before you lose control

	The octagon logo had to rip it up
	The semaphore message on your lips
	Some lovers know it ain' t gonna wear out
	To each his own the same
	What else is wasted ?

	When the lights are cutting out
	And I come down in your room
	Our daily compromise
	It is written in your signed armistice

	And when the lights are cutting out
	And I come down in your room
	Well well decide as always
	Here is your signed armistice

	For lovers in a rush
	For lovers always
	Foreign lovers in a rush
	Keeping promises
	For lovers in a rush
	For lovers always