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• Artiste: Whipping Boy
• Titre: Blinded
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I might give up everything for you I might grow up dreaming I was you (I was you) I could live here dressed in honey's things I could eat up everything she brings 'Cause it comes clear in pictures of here You're my fear, you're my fear It comes clear in pictures of here You're my fear, you're my fear Everywhere you go Everywhere you go Everywhere you go You're still not clear She might hang on every word I say She might grow up thinking that's the way (that's the way) Every day I bring home something new Every day I'm trying to please you 'Cause it comes clear in pictures of here You're my fear, you're my fear It comes clear in pictures of here You're my fear, you're my fear Everywhere you go Everywhere you go Everywhere you go You're still not clear Body kind to lover who won't last Pleasing you no questions asked Barefoot and blind you lead me astray A weaker man might have given way Five stories high, five ways to die Machete, gun, flick-knife, boot and needle passed From dangerous lovers to each other No questions ever asked Too much is real enough for me Life's not what it used to be 'Cause it comes clear in pictures of here You're my fear, you're my fear It comes clear in pictures of here You're my fear, you're my fear Everywhere you go Everywhere you go Everywhere you go You're still not clear