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• Artiste: Dead Science (The)
• Titre: Sword Cane
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Walk the streets like a tired wolf A sword in my cane and a scarring bite in my mouth Enervated and soft with regret Last night's not fully revealed itself yet {Jazz fist into the mouth of a friend Dress shoe hell through the window} The slowest anesthesia for the slowest surgery Turn knife to Enervated and soft with regret Last night's not fully revealed itself yet {Jazz fist into the mouth of a friend Dress shoe hell through the window} I wish that I couldn't say "untenably sad" to the best thing I never had Drunk and swaying on the overpass With time enough still to sing "You Don't Owe Me" Enervated and crippling unsure Jazz fist into the body of a girl Let the sails and the curtains unfurl To become my ghost costume I wish that I couldn't say "untenably sad" to the best thing I never had Weeping demon; my horns they sing to me And it feels like And it feels like