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Beethoven’s Cunt

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 21.06.2012

Brushing, touching, feeling on your shoulders,
Believing, appealing, kneeling in your worlds,
Oceans are combined...

Being that I love you so much,
In the end they all will say,
Breaking someone else's heart again...

Find the little evil perpetrator,
And feed him to the hungry alligator,
You want it all,
You want it all,
Love is not about profits,
Nor the riches in your dreams...

The arms of time are breaking off,
Civilization is on trail,
The clocks eliminating time,
Do you believe in me...

I've been walking through these dead farms,
But I don't mind,
I've been screaming through these dead lungs,
But I can't find...

Being that I love you so much,
In the end they all will say,
Breaking someone else's heart again...

Find the little evil perpetrator,
And feed her to the hungry alligator,
You want it all,
You want it all,
Love is not about profits,
Nor the riches in your dreams...

The arms of time are breaking off,
Civilization is on trial,
The clocks eliminating time,
Do you believe, in me...

But lately I've been blind,
You leave me all alone, left in time,
You left me here to die, left in time,
Leave me all alone, left in time...

The arms of time are breaking off,
Civilization is on trial,
The clocks eliminating time,
Do you believe in nothing...

But lately I've been blind,
Leave me all alone, left in time.


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