| Song | My Manic and I (Live) |
| Artist | Laura Marling |
| Album | iTunes Live: London Sessions |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:05.74] | He wants to die in a lake in Geneva |
| [00:08.81] | The mountains can cover the shape of his nose |
| [00:11.45] | He wants to die where nobody can see him |
| [00:14.29] | But the beauty of his death will carry on so |
| [00:17.32] | I don’t believe him |
| [00:22.70] | |
| [00:23.85] | He greets me with kisses when good days deceive him |
| [00:26.80] | And sometimes we're scorned and sometimes I believe him |
| [00:29.51] | And sometimes I’m convinced that my friends think I’m crazy |
| [00:32.47] | Get scared and call him, but he’s usually hazy |
| [00:35.90] | At 1 in the morning, the day is not ended |
| [00:38.86] | By 2 he is scared that sleep is no friend |
| [00:41.48] | By 4 he will drink but he cannot feel it |
| [00:44.33] | Sleep will not come because sleep does not will it |
| [00:47.65] | And I don’t believe him |
| [00:52.97] | Morning is mocking me |
| [00:56.77] | |
| [00:59.40] | I wander the streets, avoiding them eats |
| [01:02.77] | Till ring on my finger slips to the ground |
| [01:05.31] | A gift to the gutter, a gift to the city |
| [01:08.26] | The veins of which have broken me down |
| [01:11.39] | And I don’t believe him |
| [01:16.50] | Morning is mocking me |
| [01:21.73] | |
| [01:23.37] | The gods that he believes never fail to amaze me |
| [01:34.82] | He believes in the love in his god of all things |
| [01:38.39] | But I find him wrapped up in all manner of sins |
| [01:41.47] | The drugs that deceive him and the girls that believe him |
| [01:44.58] | I can’t control you, I don’t know you well |
| [01:48.15] | These are the reasons I think that you’re ill |
| [01:50.75] | I can’t control you, I don’t know you well |
| [01:53.96] | These are the reasons I think that you’re ill |
| [01:57.26] | |
| [01:58.31] | And since last that we parted |
| [02:00.38] | Since last that i saw him down by a river |
| [02:02.79] | Silent and hardened |
| [02:04.40] | Morning was mocking us, blood hit the sky |
| [02:07.06] | I was just happy, my manic and I |
| [02:10.16] | He couldn’t see me; the sun was in his eyes |
| [02:13.16] | And birds were singing to calm us down |
| [02:19.76] | And birds were singing to calm us down |
| [02:26.66] | |
| [02:27.71] | And I’m sorry young man, I cannot be your friend. |
| [02:31.15] | I don’t believe in a fairytale end |
| [02:34.00] | I don’t keep my head up all of the time |
| [02:36.81] | I find it dull when my heart meets my mind |
| [02:39.96] | And I hardly know you, I think I can tell |
| [02:42.86] | These are the reasons I think that we're ill |
| [02:45.99] | I hardly know you, I think I can tell |
| [02:48.87] | These are the reasons I think that I'm ill |
| [02:53.78] | And the gods that he believes never fail to disappoint me |
| [03:04.60] | And the birds are singing to calm us down |
| [03:16.95] | And the birds are singing to calm us down |
| [03:45.21] |
| [00:05.74] | He wants to die in a lake in Geneva |
| [00:08.81] | The mountains can cover the shape of his nose |
| [00:11.45] | He wants to die where nobody can see him |
| [00:14.29] | But the beauty of his death will carry on so |
| [00:17.32] | I don' t believe him |
| [00:22.70] | |
| [00:23.85] | He greets me with kisses when good days deceive him |
| [00:26.80] | And sometimes we' re scorned and sometimes I believe him |
| [00:29.51] | And sometimes I' m convinced that my friends think I' m crazy |
| [00:32.47] | Get scared and call him, but he' s usually hazy |
| [00:35.90] | At 1 in the morning, the day is not ended |
| [00:38.86] | By 2 he is scared that sleep is no friend |
| [00:41.48] | By 4 he will drink but he cannot feel it |
| [00:44.33] | Sleep will not come because sleep does not will it |
| [00:47.65] | And I don' t believe him |
| [00:52.97] | Morning is mocking me |
| [00:56.77] | |
| [00:59.40] | I wander the streets, avoiding them eats |
| [01:02.77] | Till ring on my finger slips to the ground |
| [01:05.31] | A gift to the gutter, a gift to the city |
| [01:08.26] | The veins of which have broken me down |
| [01:11.39] | And I don' t believe him |
| [01:16.50] | Morning is mocking me |
| [01:21.73] | |
| [01:23.37] | The gods that he believes never fail to amaze me |
| [01:34.82] | He believes in the love in his god of all things |
| [01:38.39] | But I find him wrapped up in all manner of sins |
| [01:41.47] | The drugs that deceive him and the girls that believe him |
| [01:44.58] | I can' t control you, I don' t know you well |
| [01:48.15] | These are the reasons I think that you' re ill |
| [01:50.75] | I can' t control you, I don' t know you well |
| [01:53.96] | These are the reasons I think that you' re ill |
| [01:57.26] | |
| [01:58.31] | And since last that we parted |
| [02:00.38] | Since last that i saw him down by a river |
| [02:02.79] | Silent and hardened |
| [02:04.40] | Morning was mocking us, blood hit the sky |
| [02:07.06] | I was just happy, my manic and I |
| [02:10.16] | He couldn' t see me the sun was in his eyes |
| [02:13.16] | And birds were singing to calm us down |
| [02:19.76] | And birds were singing to calm us down |
| [02:26.66] | |
| [02:27.71] | And I' m sorry young man, I cannot be your friend. |
| [02:31.15] | I don' t believe in a fairytale end |
| [02:34.00] | I don' t keep my head up all of the time |
| [02:36.81] | I find it dull when my heart meets my mind |
| [02:39.96] | And I hardly know you, I think I can tell |
| [02:42.86] | These are the reasons I think that we' re ill |
| [02:45.99] | I hardly know you, I think I can tell |
| [02:48.87] | These are the reasons I think that I' m ill |
| [02:53.78] | And the gods that he believes never fail to disappoint me |
| [03:04.60] | And the birds are singing to calm us down |
| [03:16.95] | And the birds are singing to calm us down |
| [03:45.21] |
| [00:05.74] | He wants to die in a lake in Geneva |
| [00:08.81] | The mountains can cover the shape of his nose |
| [00:11.45] | He wants to die where nobody can see him |
| [00:14.29] | But the beauty of his death will carry on so |
| [00:17.32] | I don' t believe him |
| [00:22.70] | |
| [00:23.85] | He greets me with kisses when good days deceive him |
| [00:26.80] | And sometimes we' re scorned and sometimes I believe him |
| [00:29.51] | And sometimes I' m convinced that my friends think I' m crazy |
| [00:32.47] | Get scared and call him, but he' s usually hazy |
| [00:35.90] | At 1 in the morning, the day is not ended |
| [00:38.86] | By 2 he is scared that sleep is no friend |
| [00:41.48] | By 4 he will drink but he cannot feel it |
| [00:44.33] | Sleep will not come because sleep does not will it |
| [00:47.65] | And I don' t believe him |
| [00:52.97] | Morning is mocking me |
| [00:56.77] | |
| [00:59.40] | I wander the streets, avoiding them eats |
| [01:02.77] | Till ring on my finger slips to the ground |
| [01:05.31] | A gift to the gutter, a gift to the city |
| [01:08.26] | The veins of which have broken me down |
| [01:11.39] | And I don' t believe him |
| [01:16.50] | Morning is mocking me |
| [01:21.73] | |
| [01:23.37] | The gods that he believes never fail to amaze me |
| [01:34.82] | He believes in the love in his god of all things |
| [01:38.39] | But I find him wrapped up in all manner of sins |
| [01:41.47] | The drugs that deceive him and the girls that believe him |
| [01:44.58] | I can' t control you, I don' t know you well |
| [01:48.15] | These are the reasons I think that you' re ill |
| [01:50.75] | I can' t control you, I don' t know you well |
| [01:53.96] | These are the reasons I think that you' re ill |
| [01:57.26] | |
| [01:58.31] | And since last that we parted |
| [02:00.38] | Since last that i saw him down by a river |
| [02:02.79] | Silent and hardened |
| [02:04.40] | Morning was mocking us, blood hit the sky |
| [02:07.06] | I was just happy, my manic and I |
| [02:10.16] | He couldn' t see me the sun was in his eyes |
| [02:13.16] | And birds were singing to calm us down |
| [02:19.76] | And birds were singing to calm us down |
| [02:26.66] | |
| [02:27.71] | And I' m sorry young man, I cannot be your friend. |
| [02:31.15] | I don' t believe in a fairytale end |
| [02:34.00] | I don' t keep my head up all of the time |
| [02:36.81] | I find it dull when my heart meets my mind |
| [02:39.96] | And I hardly know you, I think I can tell |
| [02:42.86] | These are the reasons I think that we' re ill |
| [02:45.99] | I hardly know you, I think I can tell |
| [02:48.87] | These are the reasons I think that I' m ill |
| [02:53.78] | And the gods that he believes never fail to disappoint me |
| [03:04.60] | And the birds are singing to calm us down |
| [03:16.95] | And the birds are singing to calm us down |
| [03:45.21] |