Artist: Butcher Boy
Album: Profit In Your Poetry
I know who you could be, an innocent who will save me. I know who you could be, another boy who will wake me.
Haphazard dentistry and stars will fill me up. And it sounds funny when we kiss, like water drips.
I know who you could be, a Pagliacci to take me. I know who you could be, a desperado to break me.
Could you be sure and safe from harm in my dead arms? Poor baby, don't be so strung out when I'm so proud.
And I'll prepare, I'll rip a page from every book you've ever read. Don't blame me, I had a vision and a whole philosophy on how things ought to be.
|1||Profit In Your Poetry|
|2||There Is No-One Who Can Tell You Where You've Been|
|3||Trouble And Desire|
|4||Keep Your Powder Dry|
|5||I Know Who You Could Be|
|6||Girls Make Me Sick|
|7||Day Like These Will Be The Death Of Me|
|8||I Lost Myself|
|10||I Could Be In Love With Anyone|
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|Butcher Boy - Profit In Your Poetry Album Lyrics|
|1.||Profit In Your Poetry|
|2.||There Is No-One Who Can Tell You Where You've Been|
|3.||Trouble And Desire|
|4.||Keep Your Powder Dry|
|5.||I Know Who You Could Be|
|6.||Girls Make Me Sick|
|7.||Day Like These Will Be The Death Of Me|
|8.||I Lost Myself|
|10.||I Could Be In Love With Anyone|
|1||Every Other Saturday|
|2||Your Cousins And I|
|4||Whistle And I'll Come To You|
|5||I Am The Butcher|
|8||Empire of the Sun|
|9||Empire of the Sun|
|10||The Black Ghosts|
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