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The rust that I feed
Like Apollinaire - with soft words, I though, what I overcarres you... But I've wrapped around my hand Barbed wire - bloody, long... And even so I took my boots off I was smelling of my thoughts Thoughts crooked like a any dick Thoughts like rainy, heavy clouds...
And Benedict's strong fist Hanging over sleepy head I was looking in his eyes Can he hear your swan-song? Let the night carry your singing Up your ears! it is worth! Let Amadeus turns in his grave Let him curse - it's not his note...
The rust that I feed, that I grow Resistant for any words The rust that I feed, that I grow Resistant for any words 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網
The man who carried the Christ He's got a knife in his hand When he will mature - he'll strike You know, I know - I deserve The night carry your song Up your ears - it is worth! Julius turns in his grave Let him curse - that's not his words...
The rust that I feed, that I grow Resistant for any words The rust that I feed, that I grow Resistant for any words
The rust that I feed, that I grow Resistant for any words The rust that I feed, that I grow Resistant for any words...
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