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• Artiste: Scott Miller and the Commonwealth
• Titre: Wild Things
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We met like we had had a past A common feeling that I'd never had before Back then I thought I owned my youth And I had found the truth Where the wild things grow First breath barely taken in The softest touch of skin A whole new world unfolds Til death I promise all I have This new discovered path To where the wild things grow Sin, original or not And not if you get caught Can scar your very soul The gift the pain and pleasure bring Make you sigh or loudly sing Where the wild things grow A voice I'd never heard before The begging for some more A kind of primal groan The noise of the dying being choked The makers named invoked Where the wild things grow We met like we had had a past A common feeling that I'd never had before...