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<center>Waves Of Fear
Lou Reed

Waves of fear, attack in the night
Waves if revulsion, a sickening sight
My heart's nearly bursting, my chest's choking tight
Waves of fear, waves of fear

Waves of fear, squat on the floor
Looking for some pill, the liquor is gone
Blood drips from my nose, I can barely breathe
Waves of fear, I too scared to leave
Waves of fear, waves of fear, waves of fear, waves of fear,

I'm too afraid to use the phone
I'm too afraid to put the light on
I'm so afraid I've lost control
I'm suffocating without a word

Crazy with sweat, spittle on my jaw
What's that funny noise, what's that on the floor

Waves of fear, pulsing with death
I curse my tremors, I jump at my own step
I cringe at my terror, I hate my own smell
I know where I must be, I must be in hell
Waves of fear, waves of fear, waves of fear, waves of fear,
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<div align="center">New York Telephone Conversation

I was sleeping, gently napping when I heard the phone
Who is on the other end talking, am I even home ?

Did you see what she did to him, did you hear what they said ?
Just a New York conversation rattling in my head

Ooh my, and what shall we wear, ooh my, and who really cares ?

Just a New York conversation, gossip all of the time
"Did you hear who did what to whom ?", happens all the time

Who has touched and who has dabbled hear in the city of shows
Openings, closings, badrap party - everybody knows

Ooh, how sad and why do we call, ooh I'm glad to hear from you all

I am calling, yes I am calling just to speak to you
For I know this night will kill me, if I can't be with you

If I can't be with you</div>