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Hot Club De Paris - Consonants lyrics
Dancing crazed and forgotten; six halls one heart. 
 One million ways to hold onto silhouttes. Ignored by tattered lips, broken calls. 
 It's like you've run out on yourself. 
 Split between death, good fortune and a staggering breath. 
 A broken key for a faulty lock. 
 A fevered pray for a dying flock. Hot Club De Paris - Consonants - http://motolyrics.com/hot-club-de-paris/consonants-lyrics.html
 Like consonants without vowels. 
 Jagged tongue wag, incessant stones passed- other hours merely forgotten. 
 It is with a dream and a heart that we proceed. 
 Not a thought to leave not another lifetime we need. 
 And though we may look behind; this visions seductive glance, we will pick up our pride and loosen our impenetrable stance.









