Astrid Williamson / Goya Dress · 1996
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- Goya Dress 1994-1996
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Back to LyricsI have found the knife you own
Took it to our room
Hid it with the things you love
Held it while we swoon
You riddle me with jealousies
My head is full if tears
The hymn that trembles at my lips
Has brought me to my knees
But it’ll be
Sweet dreams for you, dreams for
You wont feel a thing
Forget everything
Sweet dreams for you, dreams for
You wont feel a thing
Forget everything now
The shadows ‘cross your angel face
Could take me all away
But falling back the last attack
Will make this bed your grave
You’re wrong you’re wrong
You’re wrong again
Your heart was mine to burst
But sooner or later I’ll find out
Which heartbreak feels the worst
But it’ll be
Sweet dreams for you, dreams for
You wont feel a thing
Forget everything
Sweet dreams for you, dreams for
You wont feel a thing
Forget everything now
I have found the knife you own
Took it to our room
Hid it with the things you love
Held it while we swoon
Ah…