Paroles de Dead Dressed
One tenth of her.I feel her talking through my stand-up hairs.
Which of you, or does he touch them or is he daft.
It's hard boys alone and old,
It's really like her it wears her clothes.
I might be, I might be.
But you're not me and you don't know.
I'm back in the mine.
Don't be afraid my love for you to die.
It stands it's ground as I stand mine.
The ex-flesh of the temperature,
I'm just as beautiful as your light allows
I'm back in the mine.
Don't be afraid my love for you to die.
It stands it's ground as I stand mine.
The ex-flesh of the temperature,
I'm just as beautiful as your light allows
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