- Жанр
- Альтернативный рок
- Лицензия
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- Альбом
- something, somewhere, somehow
- Текст
- Hold me tight; let me feel your flavor
Close my eyes, don’t you see, I’m dead come on!
And the only thing I’m asking
What it’s like to be free???
Be my mind, me directing arrow,
Show the way without crying fools go on!
Just get ready to be melted
By their frightful cruelty
I turned to calm
And then she called
She strove for getting fucking go on
You know all the stories
You know don’t be worried
Try to learn your fright is your hell
Our nerves should be oaken
Her faith won’t be broken
It has to be our friend as well
Do you feel any lewd desires?
Cut them out they are sure to strike go on!!
I will have to write the letter
To the fearless trinity
Let them try your heretic power
Come to me be my very pleased come on
Fading light is at times disgusted
With their painful melody