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Artiste:
Jess Morgan
Titre:
Onyx
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Onyx wore a ring on two fingers one on either side Saying they brought him all kinds of powers like in mythical times Onyx dressed in Sicilian leather I liked him for his style And he'd step out in the wind and the rain to meet me with a smile Saying, "Hi" "Hello, Onyx" A friend of mine, she did warn me about him said he had her up against a wall but I didn't listen, I already knew he had a terrible side and a terrible mind People, they told me the things that he'd done and I would never believe 'cause he was never like that with me Fathers, be warned, lock up your daughters We get drunk to the cruelest kind Rider of the storm, unlock your door and keep me warm with your gentlest side See, Onyx and I was as black as each other and needed no other, it began to smother him and it began to smother me Are you still thinking of me? Yes, I'm still thinking about your love It wasn't so easy to lie to Onyx but it was whole-heartedly done Said, Fathers, be warned, lock up your daughters We get drunk to the cruelest kind Rider of the storm, unlock your door and keep me warm with your gentlest side He said, drag your bones, go down to the river, we get washed and wash the tears away He said, drag your bones, go down to the river, we get washed and wash the tears away He said, drag your bones, go down to the river, we get washed and wash the tears away For a long time, I heard nothing from him for almost a week and a half He didn't have friends of the closest kind to inquire for his whereabouts Fathers, be warned, lock up your daughters We get drunk to the cruelest kind Rider of the storm, unlock your door and keep me warm with your gentlest side When the river calmed, they saw a body, his brown boots, in the thick black dirt.