deathsouth

Amanda Kędzierska, Femmina, PoloniaUltimo accesso: 9 ore fa

135171 ascolti dal 22 Gen 2009 (reimpostato il 24 Lug 2009)

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Not to touch the earth
Not to see the sun
Nothing left to do, but
Run, run, run
Let's run
Let's run

House upon the hill
Moon is lying still
Shadows of the trees
Witnessing the wild breeze
C'mon baby run with me
Let's run

Run with me
Run with me
Run with me
Let's run

The mansion is warm, at the top of the hill
Rich are the rooms and the comforts there
Red are the arms of luxuriant chairs
And you won't know a thing till you get inside

Dead president's corpse in the driver's car
The engine runs on glue and tar
Come on along, not goin' very far
To the East to meet the Czar

Run with me
Run with me
Run with me
Let's run

Whoa!

Some outlaws lived by the side of a lake
The minister's daughter's in love with the snake
Who lives in a well by the side of the road
Wake up, girl, we're almost home

Ya, c'mon!

We should see the gates by mornin'
We should be inside the evenin'

Sun, sun, sun
Burn, burn, burn
Soon, soon, soon
Moon, mono, moon
I will get you
Soon!
Soon!
Soon!

I am the Lizard King
I can do anything



vulnerability... of... point... lowest... my... is... this...

She's made of hair and bone and little teeth,
Things I cannot speak
She comes on like a crippled plaything,
Spine is just a string

I wrapped our love in all this foil,
Silver-tight like spider legs
I never wanted it to ever spoil,
But flies will lay their eggs

Take your hatred out on me,
Make your victim my head
You never ever believed in me,
I am your tourniquet

Prosthetic synthesis with butterfly,
Sealed up with virgin stitch
If it hurts baby please tell me,
Preserve the innocence

I never wanted it to end like this,
But flies will lay their eggs

Take your hatred out on me,
Make your victim my head
You never ever believed in me,
I am your tourniquet

What I wanted,
What I needed,
What I got for me...

Take your hatred out on me,
Make your victim my head
You never ever believed in me,
I am your tourniquet

Take it out, take it out
Your not fighting me,
I'm not proud with me
I never ever believed in me,
I am your tourniquet.

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