Uneven & Brittle Lyrics - Ninth - Peter Murphy

I stay away when you burn me like fire 

I'm unmatched as I'm lazy, you spit as you say 

I get crushed by my dreams that I clawed and begged for 

It's myself I deceive 

I got all I asked for 

If I wait in deep sleep 

There's nothing there to pray for 

Uneven and brittle 

Is there fruit on our tree? 

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Those altered dreams that I saw there now look back at us cracked 

And loving care notions break as they retract 

It's the morning here now, there's some peace, but no laughter 

It's myself I deceive 

I got all I asked for 

If I wait in deep sleep 

There's nothing there to pray for 

Uneven and brittle 

Is there fruit on our tree? 

The spirit master from whom we spent 

I sit now & see, all mine was pretence 

Eh 

Eh 

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It's myself I deceive 

I got all I asked for 

Uneven and brittle 

Is there fruit on our tree? 

It's myself I deceive 

I got all I asked for 

Uneven and brittle 

Is there fruit on our tree?