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• Artiste: Damned, The
• Titre: She
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She knows About all the evil in this world She knows What blackness lurks in our souls She parts her lips and gives me a literary quip Sharper and sweeter than any cat-o-nine tails whip She makes me feel like a king She is the reasoning that makes life swing She says Come on and swing away from blue She says Don't yield to it's atmospheric hue She's got the power to make things turn out right Even in the darkest hour of the very blackest night She makes me feel like a king She is the reasoning that makes life swing Eyes limped and pools of passion Lips of deepest darkest damson Fingers probing snow white skin Like a leather disciplinary Looking rather predatory Like an emissary of sin She knows We've got nothing more to lose She knows We're dancing in a dead mans shoes She says let's check out of this haunted hotel Where all the corridors and doorways are leading straight to hell She makes me feel like a king She is the reasoning that makes life swing She makes me feel like a king She is the reasoning that makes life swing She drags my world awake