Low Room - Peter Murphy

You’ve been away a while, while the art on the box cuts

The streets gone wild defeated wild

Sitting in the low room

Where we wind our love loom

Don’t y’think it’s wrong

That I should get stuck in a room

The low room Low--room--low--room

2,3, uh!

I don’t know what

What I can do to break the chains

We talk a lot we break high ground, high ground no shame

Maybe there’s no need to fight against the chains

Rations of irrational thirsty for the up

Of secret honey, honey on the lips

Low--room--low--low

Ten!

You’re away tonight as the art on the box cuts

Vivid life in action

Shame as the shock cuts

Stuck in a rom frigid and strained

Regecting interaction repeating refrains

In the low room

Repeating the holy names in the low room

Repeating the holy names in the low room

--low--room

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