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Текст (слова) песни: Napalm Death - Clutching At BarbsWaylaid by the hand that leads.
Scale the heights of intimacy.
Forewarned, unarmed,
one intoxicating whiff and you`re snared.
Dose up to delirium,
cross circles of death for the good,
deflect (all) contests.
One intoxicating whiff and you`re snared.
Mock me - I`m convulsing.
I`m clutching at barbs.
Crass pity goes the deepest,
it magnifies the dross.
A grip enforced - barely healing.
I`m clutching at barbs.
Leave me to snatch and paw
then lick my wounds.
Struggle spent, I concede defeat.
Swing for scumbags
who heaved the leash.
Soft hands, sweet chance,
one intoxicating whiff and I`m snared!
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