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Music From The Violet Room

by Sabrosa Purr

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1.
Ask a friend that speaks French.
2.
I met a girl Her name's Sabrosa Purr I really like her she is my favorite girl And I want her bad I met a girl, her name's Sabrosa Purr she's got the Marilyn Monroe 50's pin-up curls I like to touch her hair, I like to touch her there I'm not afraid to admit, no I don't care Oh, no, Oh, no Oh, no, no. Oh no, Oh no, Oh, no, no. Oh no, here we go again this feels like the first time got dumb and got sucked in and then she spit me out and now I'm all out of any good reason to let you in Oh no.
3.
All of this, goes away even this, goes away My best friend since I'm 13 Livin' through the magazines I would go through anything If I could have you here with me, but I don't You've gone away now Gone away Gone away now Shit... Wherever you go I want you to know This love will still grow there's nothing between you and me My best friend since I'm 13 Livin' through the magazines All the shit that we've been through And all the things that we won't do 'cause you're gone (how we love you) Gone away (how we love you) Gone away (how we love you) Shit... I'll just wait...by the water I'll just wait...by the water I'll just wait...by the water
4.
Hello, I can see you. I can feel you. I can smell you there. I know what you're thinking, what you're drinking and you almost care. All the pretty people, lined up, throwing up their pointing and pinky fingers in the air. All the sing-along scenesters with suicidal hair. All the pretty people, villains, saints and queers! All the colored babies, rainbow-honey-bears!!! All the Lovely People, come on in! Oh no, I can see you have an issue and it's hard to bear. Like you, I can undo any good view, that's why I'm here. All the pretty people, lined up, throwing up there pointing and pinky fingers in the air. All the sing-along scenesters with suicidal hair. All the pretty people, villians, saints and queers! All the colored babies, rainbow-honey-bears!!! Hello, I can see you! I can feel you! I can smell you there! I know what you're thinking, what you're drinking and you almost care! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Start the show!!!!!! All the Lovely People, come on in!
5.
All the leaves, fall for me Four thousand, one hundred fifty three, for me All the reasons I saved, all the feelings have gone away like the leaves on a grave, covering and blowing home away All the seeds sown for me Choking weeds keeping me from me All the reasons I saved, all the feelings have gone away like the leaves on a grave, covering and blowing home away All the leaves, fall for me Four thousand, one hundred fifty three, for me
6.
God Damn You 04:29
God Damn You Oh, I love you, so I let you go and I wait God Damn You I, I want you so I, I let you slide and I wait Can't you wait? Oh, oh, oh, oh Can't you wait? Oh, I would do anything, for you Oh, that's a lie I wish you well In spite of all you've done to me Hope you burn in hell So I can save you God damn you Oh, I know you, So, if I let you go, then I'll pay God damn you I, if I want you then I I'll let you slide and I'll wait Can't you wait? Oh, oh, oh, oh Can't you wait? Oh, oh, no Oh, I would do anything, for you Oh, that's a lie I wish you well In spite of all you've done to me Hope you burn in hell So I can save you God Damn You! I love you so! I let you go! and I wait! God Damn You! I want you so, I! I let you slide and I wait! It's not the same! Without you! Here to blame!
7.
Pink 05:09
Don't think I wanna be pink no more My life has become such a fucking bore So she said, I'm thinkin' of things said, so terrible, so filthy make me good, think about, think, shh.... Don't want them "pinks" close anymore Don't wanna go baby, push it, I'll make war Gonna getcha baby, gonna getcha baby, gonna getcha baby Don't think I wanna be pink no more, no more I think I should think some more SHUT UP!
8.
In this tangle of city lights I walk alone so many nights The moonlight here isn't right It's sorrow Can't rely on the honesty of friends They're all waiting to see how this ends They're all liars, petty thieves and pets Send me something or one I won't regret In this stranglehold of mine I choke the life out of every night the sunlight makes nothing right It's sorrow Can't rely on the honesty of friends They're all waiting to see how this ends They're all liars, petty thieves and pets Send me something or one I won't regret I'm all alone, unsold, bitter and aging With nothing to hold the rage in Can't rely on the honesty of friends They're all liars, petty thieves and pets I can feel the freezing hands of angels All the streetlights are golden, cold and fading

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released June 30, 2010

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Sabrosa Purr Los Angeles, California

Sabrosa Purr is Loud. Quiet. Pretty. Scary. Loud. Weird. Poppy. Loud. Quiet. Beautiful. Loud. Screams. Croons. Beats. Loud. Quiet.

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