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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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