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• Artiste: New Silent Generation (The)
• Titre: Shake Hands With The Devil
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Mother's blinded cries Rattle my stone-deaf ears As I charge headlong Into a puerile throne of shit No one ever told me That fucking up would Ever be so hard Pneumatic imposition waves Its supple endowment Along a salivating urge Bemoaning ambulation Salves wounds Straight into Ardent decay Praise this tantalizing vice Beg that you may too be Pulled into ruin By the grip of your leash Jealous voices warned me To never shake hands With the devil But how can it be So wrong when it's The only thing That makes me Feel alright But now While I grasp The edge of My euphoric blight I remember Those words That warned me Dream now In blissful innocence For one day Lust will conquer all