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Poésie Noire - Icicle

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  • Опубликовано: 11 фев 2012
  • Poésie Noire - Love Is Colder Than Death (1989) - Icicle
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    Lyric:
    They're buried in my memory
    And I don't want to count them
    Don't give them numbers
    Or do you want to to be the one?
    Who said I don't love you?
    But I am so tired
    Putting the pieces together or my
    Lost ego
    The louder I laugh
    The harder I try
    The more I show myself
    The less you know me
    You don't have to tell me
    I need you
    But where are you
    It's one of those days
    When I love to feel
    The tears rolling down my face
    And get dressed to get some warmth
    But still I am cold to the bone
    And you ask me if I love you
    But my mind says nobody home
    I call you to the phone
    But ther's no answer
    No wonder you're sting next to me
    The wallseare closing in
    The floor is in front of my face
    Five more minutes and the show is over
    Don't read what I've written
    'Cause I don't know what it means
    Do you know what it means to be an icicle

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