ParolesFuck Me Slowly

Screaming Banshee Aircrew

Dernière mise à jour le: 25 juillet 2017
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I lay here on my bed of ashes, My living skin is turning grey. The face beside me doesn't notice,

And I never try to move away. Cold fingers holding onto my hands, The dust it settles on my face. Watching the clock-hands moving backwards, Should I have the strength to leave this place? I'm held there by a man called pain, And he likes to fuck me slowly. I know I'm not the one to blame, But still he fucks me slowly. Each day my lungs fill more with ashes, Breathing's never simple anymore. And the face, it holds me in the darkness, I wish the hand would break and let me fall. I'm held there by a man called pain, And he likes to fuck me slowly. I know I'm not the one to blame, But still he fucks me slowly. I'm held there by a man called pain, And he likes to fuck me slowly. I know I'm not the one to blame, But still he fucks me slowly. I'm held there by a man called pain, And he likes to Fuck me slowly.

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