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A Distant Life - The Murder Capital
Composed by：Cathal Roper/Damien Tuit/Diarmuid Brennan/James McGovern/Gabriel Paschal Blake
Produced by：John Congleton
The salt taste of your mouth
The small pockets of love
The moment I catch you
Come on top like a dove
The price we pay for connection
In a distant life
The chance of making a living
No loving night after night
I take your compliments with me
I pack 'em tight on my chest
Leaving home again kills
I kiss your head like a crest
Looked twice into my own mirror
On second glance I'm myself
Cut the tension with scissors
I leave the knife on the shelf
The price we pay for connection
In a distant life
The salt taste of your mouth
The small pockets of love
The moment I catch you
Come on top like a dove
The price we pay for connection
In a distant life
The chance of making a living
No loving night after night
With all that said
No words in vain
Our distant love is worth its weight in pain
And on the spine of my promise I'll carve your name
The salt taste of your mouth
The small pockets of love
The moment I catch you
Come on top like a dove
The price we pay for connection
In a distant life
The chance of making a living
No loving night after night
We're alright
