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• Artiste: Shane Nicholson
• Titre: Short Fuse (pt. 4)
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Keeping hours of the dead I got business left to do With the ghosts on Gallows Hill And where the ends meet up again there you'll find me with the noose And a smile upon my face I'm a candle, I'm a flame, I'm a torch too bright to blame And the fuse is burning out But if my blindness sticks around when my feet come off the ground Then I'll know just what you want Break the beast here clear in two leave the bones outside the door Where the dogs all come to sleep If it's bleeding till it's dry, if it's one eye for an eye Then it's each man for himself I'm a candle, I'm a flame, I'm a torch too bright to blame And the fuse is burning out But if my blindness sticks around when my feet come off the ground Then I'll know just what you want Then I'll know what you want Oh, I'd know what you want Then I'll know just what you want