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• Artiste: My America Is Watching Tigers Die
• Titre: The Coyote
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You left him to die in his bed You left with his heart in your hands Like another trophy You left him to die With his heart in your hands Now get out that knife You used to carve the hardwood And carve another puppet From his insides You captivate him With that look in your eye But a part of you dies When you suck him dry But he keeps on coming back Loves not something that dies as easily as you might like And I'll keep on coming back Until my chest lies bare and raw and I can't feel anything anymore I'll never have what I want Except in my mind.... That's ok Because I do a lot of wishful thinking And I'll have every part of you