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• Artiste: Imelda May
• Titre: The Word Is Out
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Do you think of me When your mind can't breathe And my blood runs hot On the cold pale sheets? Do you? Do I think of you When my aching skin Feels fingertips Gliding in? Do I?! Did you think of you When your heartless chest Felt fuck all Ripping mine from my breast? Did you? Did you? I think of you And your crooked smile Your father's right hand And our unborn child And your mouth From out which candied words fell Those moist missed lips That ate so well That licked that spit That spun your spell The pros the poems You stole from books And other's stories From infidels and conjured up A killer squirrel The bird is dead The word is out