Testo The echo of pleasure The Pains Of Being Pure At Heart

The echo of pleasure

Locked in your bedroom, the others distracted
Like sisters in secret you asked
With unusual substance if I wished I could feel it
Like the first or the second time we met

A rush then desire, a rush then desire
You cut me in
Though I knew I never was
Like you, beautiful, like you, born to rule
I can hear it still, faint and chill

The echo of pleasure, echo of pleasure, can't return, can't return
Just fade into these silent days
Oh, the echo of pleasure, echo of pleasure
I was young and sick with love
Now I'm sick with something else

The curve of your spine as you knelt to your idol
Hollow and holier you swore

It was only for pleasure, the rush then desire
You turned on me, though I knew I never was
Like you, scared to live, like you, full of shit
I can hear it still, I can hear it still

The echo of pleasure, echo of pleasure, can't return, can't return
Just fade into these silent days
Oh, the echo of pleasure, echo of pleasure
I was young and sick with love
Now I'm sick with something else

That was then and this is nowhere
You are nowhere near
That was then and this is nowhere
?Cause you are nowhere near
And I can still hear

The echo of pleasure, echo of pleasure, can't return, can't return
Just fade into these silent days
Oh, the echo of pleasure, echo of pleasure
I was young and sick with love
Now I'm sick with something else
Oh, the echo of pleasure, echo of pleasure
Echo of pleasure, echo of pleasure
Echo of pleasure, echo of pleasure
Echo of pleasure, echo of pleasure
Echo of pleasure, echo of pleasure
Echo of pleasure, echo of pleasure