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Текст (слова) песни: Sixpence None The Richer - DizzyI`m like Thomas doubting fingers running the scars Your wrists and side touching flesh will make my mind believe I want to be like David throwing his clothes to the wind to dance a jig, in my skin to be re-made by your cleansing again [Chorus] I gave you myself it`s all that I have broken and frail I`m clay in your hands and spinning I can see all is it only Israel for you my love I want to be like David throwing his clothes to the wind to dance a jig, in my skin to be re-made by your cleansing again [Chorus]
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