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• Artiste: Schaft
• Titre: Fetid Air
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I was coming up for air I was sick, she was despair My mind was thrilling Her body was willing How I weep to sleep I count the cost I can't believe all that I have lost Do you hear me? Or feel me? Believe me? When I tell you could I bleed? Less than is needless, could you be Shamed, damned, and blamed, like I shame you? I was gonna get my share I was drunk on the fetid air She was breathing I was seething She was blotched, beautiful, bloody, and bored I was coming, and coming, and coming It was running on her open sores Do you hear me? Or feel me? Believe me? When I tell you could I bleed? Less than is needless, could you be Shamed, damned, and blamed? Do you hear me? Or feel me? Believe me? When I tell you could I bleed? Less than is needless, could you be Shamed, damned, and blamed, like I shame you? Like I shame you I've got a legacy of hot nights and bloody heights I was brief, baby She was my, my, my relief Now I hide in the light and in the love And in this fear of a switchblade Do you hear me? Or feel me? Believe me? When I tell you could I bleed? Less than is needless, could you be Shamed, damned, and blamed, like I shame you? Like I shame you, and you, and you? Like I shame you? Like I shame you, and you, and you? Like I shame you?