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Sacre CoeurPoison racing through my veinsA sordid pull to the insane A constant gravity to change And I don’t know where to go Paris breathes beneath my feet Thirsty skin against concrete My sacred heart misleading me And I don’t know where to go No, I don’t know where to go I could go home to my love And live the life I’ve always wanted Or I could go on running off Into the night, lonely and haunted And the strange thing is I don’t know which I'd prefer As I sit here and watch the sun set on Sacre Couer Paris falls under my eyes History against one life My sacred heart’s on no-one’s side And I don’t know where to go No, I don’t know where to go I could go home to my love And live the life I’ve always wanted Or I could go on running off Into the night, lonely and haunted And the strange thing is I don’t know which I'd prefer As I sit here and watch the sun set I could go home to my love And live the life I’ve always wanted Or I could go on running off Into the night, lonely and haunted I could go home to my love It’s all there if I want it But the sad thing is I don’t know which I'd prefer As I sit here and watch the sun set on Sacre Couer |