מילים לשיר The Itchy Glowbo Blow – Cocteau Twins

Still stepping over me
Little, he needs
(Didn't he? How hadn't he?)
And you know how sometimes
Little, you may need When your face gives right in to him
You've chosen your life for your man, yea
Standing at his feet
(Didn't he? How hadn't he?)
And look at your goals
Sometimes he flailed But you're glad he cares
But you're glad he
When your face gives right in to him You've chosen your life for your man, yea
And you died sometimes
For him? For yourself?
Futile, in love
(Didn't he? How hadn't he?) Futile is this fever
And you died
Did I see dark lines?
(Didn't he? How hadn't he?) So, what have you got now?
Futile, in love
Futile is this fever
The spirit of life fires me now (x3)
The spirit of life fires me.