Thurston Moore
Thurston Moore - Circulation lyrics
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Perfect lights are backwards Refracted cries The needle hits black lacquer Speakers forgive lies I'm not running away Circulation makes her crazy She's not here to stay She just came by to shoot you baby The perfect lights are backwards Refracted cries Needle hits white lacquer Speakers forgive lies I'm not running away Circulation makes her crazy She's not here to stay I just came by to shoot you baby