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• Artiste: Armchair Cynics
• Titre: Bang
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Break the skin I can't tell where your body ends and mine begins tear the flesh woke up today feeling like some kind of masochist you manifest you bring things to be and your mojo witchcraft honey it's working on me I must confess pull, beg and plead that I need your kiss like the ocean needs a breeze Oh I go off like a gun like a loaded weapon bang, bang, bang grip me in your hands so here we go again it echoes in my head bang, bang, bang grip me in your hands soaked in sin baptised by your kiss and now I'm born again bite your lip, wrap my hands around your head and pull you in can't catch my breath sleep, think or speak and your mojo witchcraft honey its working on me lets make a mess tear up these sheets every whisper you speak sends a shiver through me Oh I go off like a gun like a loaded weapon bang, bang, bang grip me in your hands tear the flesh so I can feel you here with me break the skin so I can feel you here with me tear the flesh so I can feel you near me break the skin I'll make sure you hear me Oh I go off like a gun Like a loaded weapon bang, bang, bang grip me in your hands So here we go again it echoes in my head bang, bang, bang grip me in your hands bang, bang, bang grip me in your hands bang, bang, bang grip me in your hands