Thurston Moore - Circulation lyrics

[Thurston Moore - Circulation lyrics]

The perfect lights are backwards
Refracted cries
The needle hit's black lacquer
Speakers forgive lies

I'm not running away
The 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
The needle hit's white lacquer
Speakers forgive lies i'm not running away
The circulation makes her crazy
She's not here to stay
She just came by to shoot you baby

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