Time to Heal
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Lyrics by mR_rAIN

Vox: Sophie Tristesse, mR_rAIN
Backing Vox: Sophie Tristesse

She bites her knuckles in despair
and scurries out the door.
She knows it's time, she's past her prime,
time to heal time to move on.

Let the mornings come,
let the mornings go.

She forgets then she remembers
who's to cry and who's to blame
'cause there's someone out there waiting,
someone waiting just for her.

Let the mornings come,
let the mornings go.

And her tiny yellow i-pod on her bed
is playing Bach tonight.
And the sample perfume bottles in the loo
are by Coco Chanel.

Let the mornings come,
let the mornings go.

Early morning-lack of passion,
withered hopes-distorted moans,
the truth is revealing-healing.

Early morning-muffled passion,
as you're walking past the doors,
the looks are obscene-obscene.

Just one more lonely night
you're walking past the neon suns,
the signs are revealing.
Try one more time on the other side
and purr on your floral bed
staring at the ceiling,
you're healing.

He's moving out, moving in,
walls come crumbling down.
Spare another sob for him,
move your hips, fake it right.

Just one more lonely night
to sob alone, the stars won't shine
the signs are revealing.
Just open wide, turn the other side
and moan on his water bed
staring at the ceiling-you're healing.

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