Perfume Days - Cate Le Bon

This karaoke taking up all of my life

This karaoke me in a honey trap

Perfume days are over

Midnight mockery of immeasurable times

Talk to me, baby, of the languages inside

Talk to be, baby, of your hands on the furniture

Perfume days are over

Midnight mockery of immeasurable times

I was thinking of colors

I’d never show

I was dreaming of others

I’ll never know their names

Moonlighting in the absence of pulling up tides

Moonlighting in the looming of the aftermath

Perfume days are over

Midnight mockery of immeasurable times

And thats alright

It’s hours saved

Silent movies corner me anyway

I was thinking of colors

I’d never show

I was dreaming of others

I’ll never know their names

Perfume days are over

Not not nice

Not not great

Not not nice

Not not great