The Cynic Kashmir (Ft. David Bowie)
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[Verse 1: Kasper Eistrup]
So pull me out of this dream
Turn off the television
Put on a romantic vinyl
And come to bed again
Please be my next morning flower
But don't be there all the time
Leave me a couple of hours
Then bring me food and wine
[Chorus 1: Kasper Eistrup & David Bowie]
Play with me, play with me
Don't tell me how it feels
Don't let it be for real
Don't tell me how you feel
[Verse 2: David Bowie]
I'll make this week disappear
Like I've erased several months
It's turning into a year now
And I'm still a manikin
You're so poetic when you're sad
So tiring when you cry
We could fly out and get married
I think I love you now
So pull me out of this dream
Turn off the television
Put on a romantic vinyl
And come to bed again
Please be my next morning flower
But don't be there all the time
Leave me a couple of hours
Then bring me food and wine
[Chorus 1: Kasper Eistrup & David Bowie]
Play with me, play with me
Don't tell me how it feels
Don't let it be for real
Don't tell me how you feel
[Verse 2: David Bowie]
I'll make this week disappear
Like I've erased several months
It's turning into a year now
And I'm still a manikin
You're so poetic when you're sad
So tiring when you cry
We could fly out and get married
I think I love you now
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