Paroles de Only The Ridiculous Will Survive
You are myself in some one else's headFragments I can no longer fit
Touching something
Far out of reach, close as I can
Is this what you call consciousness
Between the chills and fits of rage
Come lay your hand upon my head
Your ice cold eyes so full of life
And death
Between the chills and fits of rage
Come lay your hand upon my head
Your ice cold eyes so full of life
And death
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