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*** Autor textu: Robert Brown *** Autor hudby: Abney Park
I can feel your life like a fragile thing I can call my own
if I squeeze real tight I can feel right through your neck and bone
I think I have the right for your sins you know you must atone
I can feel your life like a fragile thing I can call my own
if I took my vengeance now if I came into your home
do you think it would haunt my soul and no one could condone?
would my actions falter? would my conscience overrule?
would I get more pleasure with my bare hands or with a tool?
tell me something
R:
it was my torture and it was your gain
it was your pleasure and it was my pain
and now I'm left out in the cold
at first I bent and then I cracked
while you made plans behind my back
I'm sure you think it was clever
I can feel your life like a fragile thing I can call my own
if I squeeze real tight I can feel right through your neck and bone
I think I have the right for your sins you know you must atone
I can feel your life like a fragile thing I can call my own
R
I can feel your life like a fragile thing I can call my own
if I squeeze real tight I can feel right through your neck and bone
I think I have the right for your sins you know you must atone
I can feel your life like a fragile thing I can call my own
Abney Park:
