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| Автор | ....... (Нерегистриран) | |
| Публикувано | 25.09.03 21:34 |
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Strange infatuation seems to grace the evening tide
I'll take it by your side
Such imagination seems to help the feelings slide
I'll take it by your side
Instant correlation sucks and breeds a pack of lies
I'll take it by your side
Over saturation curls the skin and tans the hide
I'll take it by your side
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I'm unclean,a libertine and everytime you vent your spleen
I seem to lose the power of speech
You're slipping slowly from my reach
You grow me like an evergreen
You've never seen the lonely me at all
Without you I'm nothing
Without you I'm nothing
Without you I'm nothing
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