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• Artiste: Bellx1
• Titre: How Your Heart Is Wired
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My tongue is scaling the north face of your neck And we're glaring like warriors But I've a feeling you won't look at me that way In the morning. Because lately you seem less sure of this thing You're like Bambi on ice, And there's something in the flash of your arms A certain longing. Kick the can I can see you now Behind the temper and ire. Mr. Wolf knows what time it is, He says it's dinner time. I don't know what you're carrying, Or how your heart is wired, But there's a dangerous ticking I'll cut the red one... No, the blue one... I'll cut the red one, no, the blue one... Raking over the embers and what I come across? Raking over the embers and what I come across? Is that you, combing your hair? But is that me, eating an egg? And are we there? Are we there? Like John Boy said... My tongue is scaling the north face of your neck And we're glaring like warriors But I've a feeling you won't look at me that way But I've a feeling you won't look at me that way In the morning Is this how it goes? These, the final throes?