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Marc Almond
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Body UnknownMeð því að: Marc Almond |
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Violent Silence |
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Marc Almond » Body Unknown |
You're running for the kitchen drawer to find a knife to end me
'cause if i'm not yours anymore then no-one else shall have me
The mirror broke seven years to go of misery and corrosion
We can watch our kind of love
We gotta a dangerous obsession
And there was a look that froze your eyes
Of irrational destruction
I only saw you through a selfish
Smokescreen of corruption
I fell upon you, threw you down
And out like other flotsam
Body unknown (x3)
Put your photo in my book of bodies
Like a killer counts the notches
Smile about you sometimes
When drawing of the catches
A gallery from the photo-booth
A hundred frozen faces
Body or no, all overthrown
All weary, worn out, wasted
Body unknown (x3)
I clasp your wrist, the edge cuts
Into the little finger
Its not the pain of skin wound
Its the mentalness that lingers
And your hair was wet, torrential tears
I always hear you crying
And i smelled you head, damp like a dog
That smell of damp dogs dying
Body unknown (x3)
You cry
Body unknown
You cry
Body unknown
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